No, None of You Can Leave

But Chen Xinghe quickly suppressed all those strange emotions and casually tossed Chen Dongxing onto the ground.

By then, Chen Dongxing had already drawn his last breath.

Chen Wudao and the others saw everything, yet none of them asked a single question.

But they knew that something must have happened.

At that moment, Chen Xinghe's gaze fell upon the ashen-faced Gu Lingyuan again. "Xiaodao, I'll leave this person to you. You know what to do, right?"

A scarlet glint immediately flashed through Chen Wudao's eyes, as though he wanted to devour Gu Lingyuan alive. "I'll make her wish she were dead and squeeze out everything she knows."

Of course, the "her" he referred to was Gu Lingyuan's soul.

"Mhm." Chen Xinghe nodded in satisfaction.

Chen Wudao said nothing further. With one sweep of his hand, he restrained the deathly pale Gu Lingyuan and left the scene.

Watching all this, Chen Wen could not help but let out a quiet sigh.

Then Chen Xinghe swept his gaze across the scene and said, "Now comes the time for reckoning. The forces whose names I call may step forward."

The moment those words fell, a wave of commotion erupted through the venue, with discussions rising from all sides.

"What does he mean by that?"

"I get it. The forces Chen Xinghe means must be the Dragon Clan, Xuanyuan Clan, Ximen Clan, and the like."

"Ah, I still don't really get it."

"You're fucking stupid. Over the past two years, who has been constantly targeting Chen Wen?"

"And eighteen years ago, who kept targeting the Chen Clan?"

"The Chen Clan is famous for being a clan of madmen. Now that they've had time to catch their breath, do you think they'll let those forces that targeted them go?"

"Uh... probably not."

"Now this is