Setting aside those outsiders, Yang Chen had still underestimated just how deeply Wang Yunkai and Yu Xiaohui hated him. News of this had likely spread to some extraordinary height. At the very least, before Yang Chen had even left the Yang family grounds, dozens of Yang family disciples had already gathered around him.
"You guys are..." Yang Chen looked at those planning to leave the Yang family with him and asked in confusion.
Yang Wu was among the crowd as well. Though he had only one arm left, he looked more spirited than ever. Waving his arm, he said warmly, "Yang Chen, we're going to cheer you on. You have to defeat Wang Ren and Wang De. Those Wang family members have bullied us from the Yang family plenty of times. All of us are counting on you, Yang Chen, to vent our anger for us."
The Yang family was, after all, only a mid-tier clan. Before major clans, they had grown accustomed to lowering their heads.
Thus, many mid-tier clans, including the Yang family, had to act according to the moods of major clans. Naturally, they could not avoid being bullied by those major-clan geniuses.
Usually, if it was nothing too serious, everyone would grit their teeth and let it pass. But that did not mean anyone would forget the grudge!
They were all fine, proud men. Why should they let others ride on their heads and piss and shit all over them?
"That's right, Yang Chen. We're all counting on you."
"If it comes to it, I'll lend you my family's heirloom, the Silver Bell Alchemy Furnace!"
"I've got quite a few alchemy materials too. Yang Chen, if you need them, they're all yours."
"You have to win us some honor!"
Standing at the front, Yang Wu roared,