Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and Zhao Wuji were all startled, their gazes complicated as they looked at Jiang Chen's face.
Sure enough, the more they looked, the more he resembled that extraordinary and heroic youth from back then.
Jiang Chen looked at Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun and said mockingly, "Fatty, having your hands twisted to pieces didn't feel good, did it? Evil-Eyed White Tiger? Heh, I beat you into a dead cat with just a few punches."
Tang San frowned. After not seeing him for several years, he could not understand why Jiang Chen had become so overbearing.
Dai Mubai and the others' faces turned livid. Their breathing quickened, their fists clenched so tightly they were nearly crushed, and their eyes remained fixed on Jiang Chen.
They were incomparably furious, but they did not dare to lash out here.
This was Spirit Hall territory. Once a conflict broke out, they would definitely be the ones at a disadvantage.
Besides, they had been the ones in the wrong in that incident years ago. If it became public, Shrek Academy would certainly become the laughingstock of the entire Douluo Continent.
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were no longer the hotheaded youths they had been back then. They still possessed that much sense.
Jiang Chen was somewhat surprised. Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun could actually endure this much?
He sneered. "The Spirit Hall elders went after you afterward. You should be grateful that you were lucky enough to encounter Sword Douluo. Otherwise, you would not have had the chance to stand here today."
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's breathing grew even more rapid. They panted like bulls, their faces flushed bright red.
Even Oscar, who had the better temper, was nearly unable to bear such humiliation.
Behind them, Zhao Wuji's eyes