"Chen Chen, don't bully a child!" Lin Taichu frowned tightly and rebuked him in a deep voice. "This has nothing to do with him. You are not allowed to hurt him!"
After hearing Lin Taichu's words, not only was Xue Ming unafraid, he rushed forward, pointed at Chen Chen, and roared, "Try touching me! I'm telling you, my father is a Martial King! If you dare lay a finger on me, I'll have my father wipe out your entire clan!"
Seeing Xue Ming's actions, Lin Taichu broke into a radiant smile. He liked this sort of fearless personality.
"You little brat, it seems your father failed to discipline you properly. I'll discipline you for him, then."
Chen Chen's expression abruptly darkened. He raised his hand and swung it at Xue Ming with incredible speed.
Slap!
Xue Ming reacted swiftly and grabbed Chen Chen's wrist. His large black eyes widened as he glared furiously at Chen Chen. "Bastard, try touching a single hair on my head!"
"You little punk, you're courting death!"
Chen Chen flew into a rage and fiercely circulated his essence energy. Veins bulged along his arm as he violently shook Xue Ming off, then raised his palm again, about to bring it down.
Just then, a low, authoritative voice rang out from within the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.
"Stop!"
Hearing this, Chen Chen immediately withdrew his hand and respectfully stepped aside.
"Father!"
When he saw Chen Haifeng approaching, Chen Chen hurriedly bowed and called out, his face plastered with a fawning smile.
Chen Haifeng's face was full of authority. He swept his gaze over everyone, then paused on Lin Taichu and studied him for a moment before saying indifferently, "At such a young age, you possess such powerful cultivation. Which faction trained you?"
Lin Taichu was immediately stunned. He