Yang Chen had originally intended to ignore the two women, but seeing how terrified they looked, he found himself unable to ignore them.
Now that Yang Chen was staring at them so directly, the two women were frightened out of their wits. Their voices trembled as they said, "Young Master Yang, please do not kill us. We are not members of Purgatory Gate. We were entirely forced to follow Young Master Blood Feather as well. We hope you can forgive us and not hold it against us."
"Young Master Yang, please spare us. We were both forced into this. As long as you spare me, I am willing to serve you like an ox or a horse, become your woman, and satisfy all your needs."
Watching the two women desperately beg for their lives, even willing to pay any price, Yang Chen shook his head.
He could see that their strength was indeed mediocre, and he had no intention of killing them. He said directly, "The two of you can get lost on your own."
The two women revealed grateful expressions. They knew that Yang Chen sparing their lives was already the best possible outcome, so how could they dare harbor any dissatisfaction? They turned and left at once.
As for Wang Chong, Luo Ming, and the other four, they now sighed inwardly that they had been willing to wait here until the very end. They were also fortunate that the victor had been Yang Chen.
It was precisely because of this that their hearts were filled with incomparable shock.
They knew Young Master Blood Feather's strength better than anyone. His reputation for being invincible among those of the same realm was no empty claim. Yet Yang Chen's appearance had shattered that legend.
They hurriedly cried out, "Greetings, Master!"
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