"Yes."
The elders answered in unison.
Seeing this, the corners of Jiang Yunbing's mouth lifted slightly.
In her eyes, these people's resistance was nothing more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Putting strength aside, their numbers alone were enough to take down Ye Zuchen and the others.
"The wronged have their culprit, the debt has its debtor. The person you want to kill should only be me."
Just then, a cold, leisurely voice rang out.
When Ye Zuchen and the others heard it, their eyes could not help but light up.
They were all too familiar with Chen Wen's voice.
Almost subconsciously, they looked up.
What entered their eyes was Chen Wen walking over step by step.
Chen Wen's pace was not fast, and his face looked utterly calm.
If they had not already known Chen Wen had come over to kill, no one really would have been able to tell.
At the same time, Jiang Yunbing and the others were also suddenly stunned.
The movements of their hands stopped subconsciously.
To them, Chen Wen's words were no different from heavenly thunder exploding beside their ears.
Jiang Yunbing in particular slowly turned her head, her gaze landing on the person who had come.
She naturally remembered Chen Wen's appearance.
A murderer who had killed twenty disciples of their Jiang Clan.
Everything they had done was for the sake of drawing him out.
But what she had not expected was that Chen Wen had actually come out.
He truly had such great nerve.
Since that was the case, then he could die here.
The shock in Jiang Yunbing's eyes faded, replaced by ice-cold killing intent.
The other Jiang Clan disciples seemed to have also noticed the change in Jiang Yunbing's aura, and one after another, they released their killing