Chen Wen did not even lift an eyelid.
In his eyes, someone like Liu Nan was nothing but a clown.
He looked down on people like that, and he would not care about them either.
If Liu Nan insisted on courting death, then Chen Wen would not mind trampling him to death.
Liu Dong shouted coldly, "Liu Nan, that's enough."
As he spoke, his voice suddenly rose. "You can talk about me all you want, but what's the point of talking about a stranger?"
"Even if this person isn't my friend, you have no right to speak that way. Do you understand!!!"
"Haha, the weak really do only know how to spout righteousness."
Liu Nan immediately burst into mocking laughter, but very quickly, he reined in his smile again. "But I said it. What can you do to me?"
"Look, that kid behind you doesn't even dare let out a fart."
"You..." Liu Dong's fury instantly shot straight to the crown of his head.
"Tch."
Seeing Liu Dong like this, the sneer on Liu Nan's lips grew even stronger.
In his eyes, Liu Dong was worth less than a fart.
In terms of strength, he was stronger than Liu Dong.
In terms of status, he was a disciple of the Liu Clan's main bloodline, while Liu Dong was only a disciple of a branch lineage.
If there was anything Liu Dong had over him, perhaps it was that tiny bit of talent.
But talent without strength was worth less than a fart.
Talent that had not yet grown was worth even less than a fart.
"Enough."
And just then, the woman who had not spoken all this time suddenly opened her mouth.
Liu Dong could not help but freeze.
Against Liu Nan, he could draw blades and face him down,