"Who is your master?" Lin Chen asked, looking at the young man.
"Once I tell you my master's name, you'll be scared out of your wits!"
The young man wore a smug expression. Then he said coldly, "My master is the Corpse Demon Elder!"
What?
The Corpse Demon Elder?
Hearing the young man's words, Lin Chen froze for a moment. The Corpse Demon Elder had disappeared long ago; neither the Demon Suppression Division nor the Cultivation World had any trace of him.
Was the young man before him a disciple of the Corpse Demon Elder?
Lin Chen was deeply skeptical. If the Corpse Demon Elder had taken on such a good-for-nothing disciple, his whereabouts would have been exposed long ago.
"What? Scared now?" Seeing Lin Chen freeze, the young man immediately laughed smugly.
"Master Lin..."
Seeing Lin Chen fall silent, Zhou Mingchun couldn't help worrying. Just hearing the name Corpse Demon Elder made it clear he was no ordinary person. Could Lin Chen really be afraid?
If Lin Chen was afraid, he could simply turn on his heel and leave. But these two dogs wanted his life, and he had nowhere to run!
"Your master is the Corpse Demon Elder?"
Lin Chen laughed, his face full of disdain. "If your master is the Corpse Demon Elder, then this young master is his father!"
"Come on, take this young master to see your master. I want to find out who he really is!" As he spoke, Lin Chen kicked the young man on the ground.
"Yes!" The young man winced in pain but didn't dare talk back.
Zhou Mingchun's expression shifted. Then he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm coming too!"
There was someone behind the young man—something Zhou Mingchun hadn't expected. He was also afraid that if they took out