Farewell to Liu Ruoshui, Returning to the Desolate God Merchant Association

Chen Wen slowly withdrew the power in his hand and turned to look at the crowd on the high platform.

For a moment, he took in every expression on their faces.

Hmph!!!

In the end, Chen Wen's lips curled, and a cold snort rang out.

Especially in the dead-silent venue, it sounded exceptionally loud.

This...

Hearing that snort, everyone felt something they could not quite put into words.

This was no mere small release of emotion—it was a slap across the faces of the leaders of every major faction.

When had something like this ever been possible?

Yet now, it had happened.

And they had witnessed it with their own eyes.

Xian Wubei merely watched quietly, with little emotion visible on his face.

Feng Wutian and the others, on the other hand, looked increasingly sinister and gloomy.

It was clear enough that this cold snort had been no ordinary provocation to them.

"If you want revenge, come at me. I, Chen Wen, will be waiting anytime."

After leaving those words behind, Chen Wen calmly turned and left.

His voice had not been loud, yet it still rang out clearly, filled with overbearing arrogance.

At a time like this, there was only one person who could cast down such wild words.

And that person was Chen Wen.

As they watched Chen Wen walk down the mountain step by step, what they saw was the rise of a genius, the rise of a future titan.

They could fully foresee that when Chen Wen set foot here again someday, everything would be different.

At the very least, whatever failed to kill Chen Wen would only make him stronger.

And every last one of these matters would eventually be settled, one by one.

One day, the entire Xuantian Small World would tremble because of