For this group of people, whether Chen Changan was a member of Junxin Pavilion no longer mattered.
What had just happened had shaken them far too deeply. They knew very well that even if they joined forces and gave it everything they had, they might not be able to hurt Chen Changan in the slightest.
They couldn't offend someone like him, and they didn't dare to.
"These bastards said they hadn't brought much with them, but look at all this stuff!"
"Look at the lousy things they gave me, then look at what they gave you."
"That's the difference between us!"
Ren Xuan wore a deeply aggrieved expression. He'd thought he'd made a killing, but compared with the resources those people had just given Chen Changan, his haul was barely a drop in the ocean.
"I told you, these powerful cultivators keep the truly good stuff on them."
"They say they came out in a hurry and didn't bring much. It's all just an excuse."
"They gave you so little because you weren't worth giving more to."
"But I'm different. Whether or not I'm a member of Junxin Pavilion, my strength alone is enough to keep them from slighting me in the least."
"Yes, yes, yes! Brother Chen is domineering, mighty, and invincible!"
"Keep it down. It's enough to know it in your heart; there's no need to brag about it."
"But, Brother Chen, there's something I don't understand. If you'd killed them, wouldn't all their resources have been yours?"
Hearing Ren Xuan, Chen Changan smiled and shook his head, but didn't answer.
Killing those people would certainly have let him seize all their resources, but Chen Changan didn't think it was necessary.
If they killed their way through every place they went, how much trouble would that cause?
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