"Arrogant!!!"
Seeing Chen Wen speak so brazenly, Jiang Zhanlei immediately let out a savage roar.
In his eyes, Chen Wen had killed his clansman, his daughter, and his elder brother—and that still was not enough.
Now Chen Wen even dared to provoke him. He truly had the audacity to reach the heavens.
This was courting death!!!
The corner of Chen Wen's lips curled slightly as he said, "I am arrogant. So what?"
His voice was not loud, yet it boomed like thunder.
The scarlet in Jiang Zhanlei's eyes deepened once more.
Just as he was about to rush forward and tear Chen Wen to pieces, an elder beside him hastily said, "Clan Head, do not act rashly."
"This kid is not weak. It would be fine if you won, but if you lost, things would be entirely different."
"The face of our Jiang Clan would truly be trampled beneath someone's feet."
Jiang Zhanlei's scarlet gaze flickered, and his entire body froze in place.
At the same time, his expression shifted endlessly.
Just as the elder below had said, the clan head represented the face of an entire clan.
Without absolute certainty, stepping onto the stage was no different from offering up his face to be slapped.
Moreover, if he died on the Battle Arena, the repercussions would be far too enormous.
No matter how furious he was, he had to put the bigger picture first.
To be honest, he truly did not have absolute confidence in taking down Chen Wen.
He knew his own strength better than anyone else.
Compared to his elder brother, he was indeed much stronger.
Yet Chen Wen had truly killed his elder brother.
If they really fought, the risk he had to bear was simply too great.
Whew.
At that thought, Jiang Zhanlei could not