But would he lose?
Yang Chen could not find an answer that said he would lose, so he could not possibly lose today.
At this moment, Yang Chen looked at Long He, and Long He was looking at Yang Chen as well.
"Yang Chen, be careful," Bai Wei said from beside him.
"Yudi, isn't Yang Chen being too rash?" Jueming Great Emperor said uneasily. "Though I admit that young friend Yang is quite capable, that does not mean he is invincible within the Earth Martial Realm. If he loses today, we humans will lose face terribly."
Jueming Great Emperor had not held much of an opinion about Yang Chen before, but ever since Yang Chen's identity had been exposed, things had changed.
First, within the Purple Qi Secret Realm, the Imperial Dao Sect had the deepest conflicts with Yang Chen. Second, he had his eye on the treasures Yang Chen carried.
Jueming Great Emperor now had the heart of a thief but not the courage when it came to Yang Chen's treasures, yet he still could not get along peacefully with Yang Chen. He knew full well that it was better to resolve enmity than to forge it, but this grudge had already been formed of its own accord. Could he, Jueming Great Emperor, possibly go and apologize? Yang Chen had killed people from the Imperial Dao Sect—could he still be polite to Yang Chen?
He was clever enough to know that if he wanted to settle this matter, he first had to ask Bai Yudi. After all, throughout the Western Forty-Two Commanderies, Bai Yudi still had the final say.
Bai Yudi slowly said, "Jueming, winning glory and losing face are separated by only a thread. What Yang Chen is doing is for the benefit of us humans. We Great