Yang Chen was not unwilling to stoop to the level of Qin Xueru's friends; he simply had never taken them seriously in the first place.
Whether it was Young Master Cheng, whom Qin Xueru and her friends feared, or his father, Du Changfei, Yang Chen had not taken either of them too seriously. Others believed that Du Changfei had absolute control over Changlin Peak, but Yang Chen truly did not see it that way.
Right now, he only wanted to wait until his status as Young Peak Master was confirmed, then head to the upper floors of the Cultivation Pavilion to search for information on the Tree Law Divine Art he needed.
But while he thought that way, others did not.
Yang Chen had to admit that Young Master Cheng's influence was indeed considerable. The elegant residence Wang Tong had arranged for him was excellent, located in a remote place that was not easy to find.
When Yang Chen had made the request, he had only wanted peace and quiet, free from disturbance. Yet who could have imagined that after merely three days, Young Master Cheng had still found his way to the door?
With a Soul Realm that did not lose out to the Heavenly Martial Realm, Yang Chen sensed several people approaching from far away.
He scarcely needed to think to know who these people were.
Yang Chen did not remain idle. He immediately rose and went outside, only to run into several people hurrying straight toward his courtyard.
Of the two men in front, one was none other than He Yong, whom he had beaten a few days ago. The moment He Yong saw Yang Chen, his eyes turned red with hatred. He immediately roared, "Young Master, it was this brat! This brat was the one who