Luo Yan acted as if he had not heard Chen Shou and merely raised his head, looking at the Chen family standing before the hall at the top of the steps.
Chen Shou sat in the middle, while the Chen family's three brothers stood to the old man's left, right, and behind him.
The younger members of the third generation stood behind their elders.
They were so lofty and arrogant, so utterly convinced of their superiority, that even now, with an enemy having come to their door and killed their people, they still refused to lower their heads and spare Luo Yan a glance.
Instead, they held their chins high and looked down at him, radiating pride.
Seeing them, Luo Yan could understand that there was a reason Chen Guanglie had developed such a personality.
Everyone in this family, even Chen Wang, who appeared humble on the surface, believed deep down that he was superior to others.
These people had always been the ones bullying others. When had they ever suffered a loss?
So after suffering one, the first thing they thought of was retaliation.
Their hearts were violent and twisted, and they had already forgotten that they, too, had climbed step by step from the bottom to the top.
Perhaps as they climbed toward the upper levels of the building, they had also encountered injustice and suffered exploitation.
They had reached the upper levels only by breaking through layer after layer of obstacles, earning their status today.
Unfortunately, they had forgotten all of that. Life at the top had turned them into the very people they had once defeated.
The dragon slayer had ultimately become the dragon.
They could no longer empathize with those at the bottom.
And so, Luo Yan now stood before them.
"Look, that kid's been