Chang Zhen
"It seems that, judging by how angry you are, you probably can't produce it either. Since you don't have the capital, you should talk less, unless you want to make a fool of yourself." Song Yang spoke without the slightest courtesy.
Song Yang was also a member of a major faction, and his status was not low. With Jiang Chen beside him, he naturally had no reason to cower.
"Hmph, my father is the person in charge of this entire arena. How could I possibly not have spirit crystals?" the young man said coldly.
"What?" The people around them cast shocked looks at the young man when they heard this.
Seeing himself become the focus of everyone's attention, the young man immediately grew smug.
"My name is Chang Zhen, and my father is Chang Hai. He's the Great Elder of Ziyun Hall." The young man spoke with an arrogant air.
"So the faction behind this arena is actually Ziyun Hall. No wonder, no wonder." Someone looked as though they had suddenly realized the truth.
Many people did not know which faction stood behind the arena.
Now that the young man claimed his father was the Great Elder of Ziyun Hall and the person in charge of the entire arena, it meant that Ziyun Hall was the faction behind it.
Ziyun Hall was a first-rate faction in the North Ring Sea, on the same level as the Immortal Snow Sect.
However, Ziyun Hall's overall strength was considerably greater than the Immortal Snow Sect's.
Even factions of the same level could have their strengths and weaknesses.
Jiang Chen frowned. He had not expected the young man's background to be so formidable.
Song Yang's eyes also flashed with wariness when he heard this.
There was no denying that the Song Family