As the saying went, one did not strike a smiling face.
Since Cang Feng had gone this far, Yang Chen had nothing more to hold against him.
But for him to simply let the matter rest was naturally impossible. Yang Chen might not have a bad temper, but he would never allow himself to be kneaded and pinched by others so easily.
He said coldly, "This transaction can continue, but the terms will no longer be as simple as they were at the start."
"Th-this, Young Friend Yang Chen, you..." Cang Feng was dumbfounded.
Yang Chen said slowly, "It seemed Senior Cang Feng did not stop He Tu from the beginning either. Fine, I will treat my contest with He Tu as a friendly match. But I remember your clan's vicious words quite clearly afterward. What, Senior Cang Feng? Did you really think I, Yang Chen, had such a good temper that I could swallow every word your clan said without protest?"
"This..." Though Cang Feng wanted to retort and argue his case, he no longer had any grounds to stand on.
Yang Chen was right. He was not opening his mouth like a lion; he was reasoning with them. Yet when it came to reason, they could not outargue him.
Yang Chen said in a deep voice, "One sentence: I am adding one more condition. If you do not agree to this condition, then I'm sorry, but there is no deal to discuss. Otherwise, the road ahead is still long. If you people stir up trouble for me every so often, heh, I, Yang Chen, cannot stomach it."
Cang Feng was furious inside, but he could only vent it on his own clansmen. At that moment, he swept his gaze coldly across the crowd, remembering clearly every Shadow Clan