A Battle of Wits and Courage

The moment Chen Fan's words left his mouth, everyone in the courtyard changed expression. Their eyes widened as they stared at him in disbelief.

"Has he gone mad? How dare he speak to the Six-Eared Macaque like that?" someone whispered tremblingly from within the crowd.

"It's over. If we anger that one, we'll be dragged down with him." Someone else wore a look of terror.

Cai Teng and the others turned slightly pale as well. Pulling on Chen Fan's sleeve, they whispered, "Brother Chen, what are you doing?"

"As for Righteous Heaven Pavilion, we still need that senior's help. You..."

Chen Fan shook his head, cutting Cai Teng off. "There's no need for that. I'll go with you regarding Righteous Heaven Pavilion. There is no need to ask it for help. Besides, it won't help you anyway."

Chen Fan's voice was not particularly loud. Under normal circumstances, few would have paid attention, but the entire courtyard was dead silent now. His words spread through the whole yard, and even Monkey heard them clearly.

Everyone's hearts sank. Seeing that Chen Fan was merely at the initial Soul Dividing stage, yet dared to speak such wild words, they all began to panic. They looked fearfully toward Monkey, terrified that he would fly into a rage.

Yet Monkey's expression was even more complicated at the moment. There was anger, but also a faint flush of embarrassment. He had realized that he had misunderstood. Ordinarily, he would naturally have vented his fury on Cai Teng and the others, but with Chen Fan here, he had nowhere to direct it.

But no one present could see through his thoughts. Seeing that expression on his face, they assumed he truly was enraged, and their unease only deepened.

Some even began to feel resentment, turning their hostility