When he encountered Yang Chen, how could he still dare act presumptuously? After all, Yang Chen's name as the God of Slaughter had remained renowned far and wide even after all these years.
Slaying more than twenty Heavenly Separation Realm cultivators in succession was no mere boast.
Precisely because of this, a faction within Taiyuan Palace had always clamored to cut Yang Chen down by the roots. Otherwise, if he were allowed to grow, he would surely become a future calamity.
Yet he truly could not understand why Yang Chen had appeared here.
"Sit for a while?" Yang Chen said expressionlessly. "Is this how you invite guests?"
"Master, this Gu Zhuicheng intended to violate your disciple!" Liu Hen said through gritted teeth.
He knew how formidable his master was. Now that Yang Chen had arrived, he finally had confidence.
With Yang Chen's current realm, the moment he returned, his divine soul could cover half the Taiyuan Star System. With a casual sweep, every situation would enter his sight and hearing.
However, Yang Chen had not expected trouble to arise on his disciple's side.
Fortunately, he had returned in time. Seeing Liu Hen speak so, Yang Chen's expression turned cold. When he looked at Gu Zhuicheng again, his face was already thick with killing intent.
Feeling that killing intent, Gu Zhuicheng nearly shuddered from head to toe. "Senior Yang Chen, wasn't I merely afraid that Brother Liu Hen would refuse?"
"Afraid of being refused? Interesting. Then you need not worry about being refused anymore. Since I, his master, am here, I will refuse this invitation to Taiyuan Palace on my disciple's behalf," Yang Chen said.
"Since Senior Yang Chen has said so, naturally there is no problem. If there is nothing else, we shall take our leave first. We will not