Selection Ceremony

Yang Chen wrapped Bai Qingmo in Liquid Fire Transformation, and the flames burned. Bai Qingmo instantly let out a miserable scream.

When the Liquid Fire Transformation dispersed, Bai Qingmo was covered in burns, without a single patch of skin left unscathed.

This was Yang Chen's choice!

He intended to return the other's way upon him. Bai Qingmo had not taken Bai Haochen seriously, nor had he taken their Eastern branch seriously. Now, Yang Chen would make him taste the pain Bai Haochen had suffered!

As for Bai Fu's words, Yang Chen had heard them. He had merely pretended not to.

Regretting it now?

What had he been doing earlier?

When Bai Fu and Bai Qingmo injured Bai Haochen earlier, had they ever considered any of this?

Regretting it now was too late!

Still, compared to Bai Qingmo, Yang Chen had shown some mercy. At the very least, he had not gravely injured Bai Qingmo; he had merely left him without a single uninjured spot on his body. Of course, it would clearly be difficult for Bai Qingmo to recover anytime soon.

Next, Yang Chen waved his hand, and his true energy shot out with a bang, directly sending Bai Qingmo's unconscious body back into Bai Fu's hands.

Bai Fu caught the battered body of his Lineage's genius with both hands. His eyes widened as he glared fiercely at Yang Chen and roared, "You dare injure a junior of my Lineage!"

"Senior Bai Fu, they are both juniors, and fists and feet have no eyes. It seemed you said the same thing earlier. How is it not considered an injury when Bai Qingmo hurt our Bai Haochen, but it becomes unacceptable when I hurt Bai Qingmo?" Yang Chen said slowly, calm and composed.

These words were immensely satisfying. The Bai Family