Damn... he really dared.
The crowd could not help crying out again, utterly shaken by Chen Wen's stance.
This kid...
Li Yuntian involuntarily drew a deep breath.
Wasn't this just making trouble for himself?
He had every reason to suspect Chen Wen had done it on purpose.
Just then, Nangong Fuchen slowly raised his head, his gaze colliding with Chen Wen's.
Only then did he speak. "The one who should kill you is Brother Wang. As for provoking me... you truly aren't qualified."
"However, anyone who tries to provoke me will never meet a good end."
"One month from now, whether or not Brother Wang has killed you, you still won't get past me."
"I guarantee you'll die horribly—horribly!!!"
This... good heavens.
The crowd immediately understood upon hearing this.
Nangong Fuchen was issuing Chen Wen a kill-on-sight order.
In other words, even if Chen Wen got past Wang Mang's hurdle, Nangong Fuchen would still be waiting for him.
When that time came, Chen Wen would surely die, and he would die an exceedingly ugly death.
Sometimes, not knowing when to advance or retreat was not a good thing.
Well then... Chen Wen was about to reap what he had sown.
But for them, the battle one month from now had become even more exciting.
Chen Wen had not only offended over a dozen great lineages at once, but had also drawn the attention of Wang Mang and Nangong Fuchen.
Now, they could not imagine what Chen Wen would use to stay alive.
Chen Wen took in everyone's reactions, the corner of his mouth curling up. "Put plainly, you just don't have the guts to come up here. Why are you babbling about one month?"
"But if you want to fight me one month from now, then I'll grant your wish."