Inside the Council Hall.
Chen Fan swept his gaze around and saw the seven chairs at the very front. Without bothering with greetings, he walked straight to the central chair and plopped down into it.
"Everyone, sit. No need to stand on ceremony."
The Immortal Kings exchanged glances. Some wanted to speak up and remind him, but Immortal King Yu Chen stopped them.
"It's fine."
Immortal King Yu Chen waved his hand, then took the chair to Chen Fan's lower right. Seeing that even Immortal King Yu Chen had declined the seat of honor, the other six Immortal King Giants also took seats on either side.
More than thirty chairs had been arranged on each side of the hall, enough for everyone. The other Immortal Kings promptly took their seats as well.
"Hm?"
"No one's sitting beside me?"
"Gu Jiu, throw these chairs beside me out. They're an eyesore!"
Chen Fan looked around, smiled, and spoke to Gu Jiu behind him.
"Yes, Young Master!"
Gu Jiu immediately tossed the six chairs beside Chen Fan out of the Council Hall.
During this, Immortal King Di Kun raised his brows several times, seemingly on the verge of losing his temper, but he ultimately held it in.
After Chen Fan had shown a small display of his skill earlier, many people's attitudes toward him had changed.
As the future leader of the Ancient Alliance, this rebel organization, no one feared arrogance. What they feared was a coward.
Ever since Chen Fan had arrived at the Ancient Alliance branch, he had acted with boundless arrogance, and his strength was astonishing as well. Under such circumstances, deliberately provoking him and confronting him head-on would be exceedingly unwise.
Although Immortal King Di Kun was confident that he could easily suppress Chen Fan even if Chen Fan