"You...."

The white-garbed scholar, always calm and composed, was directly thrown off guard by Chen Yuan's words. Every sentence struck at his heart, especially being called a useless poor and rotten scholar, which turned his face livid.

He felt he had underestimated this Marquis Wu'an, Chen Yuan. He didn't expect that not only was Chen Yuan's martial arts talent unmatched, but he could also insult with such... refreshing originality.

"Impudent! You, a wet-behind-the-ears court lackey, dare insult my big brother!" Fan Ying roared.

Chen Yuan let out a cold laugh. He had no qualms about the words he used!

He had killed many people, among which were those with personal grudges, but it was all reasonable and lawful. He even risked his life for the Central Plains, so he couldn't say anything to praise those paragons of virtue.

Talking about these Liangshan bandits from the moral high ground.

"You swine-like cur, do you dare to rebuke me? Bullying the weak and fearing the strong, wreaking havoc, Fan Ying, if you have any courage, come forward and fight.

See if this marquis can flay you, you swine!"

"You're courting death!"

Fan Ying growled, completely enraged. He grabbed the two giant axes, the size of millstones, wanting to hack Chen Yuan to death to appease his anger!

"Fan Ying, come back!"

Song Lun, still carried himself with dignity. Even when thrown off balance, he could quickly adjust his mindset.

"Big brother, this kid..."

"Come back!"

"Alas!"

Fan Ying sighed deeply and slowly retreated.

"Marquis Wu'an, such eloquence. No wonder you're the renowned talented scholar, both literary and martial. However, we are both persons of status, and it seems somewhat pointless to say such things."

Song Lun shifted the topic because he realized he truly had no grounds to speak ill of Chen Yuan. No matter what, Chen Yuan was a renowned hero in the Central Plains.

Simply risking his life in Liangzhou City had already elevated his fame to the peak in the North.

As rebels against the court, they couldn't say anything about that.

As for dealing with rebels in Tangshan, they all knew well enough, but he had no evidence, because on the surface, to prevent the court from noticing, Chen Yuan kept himself quite clean for future endeavors.

He never acted for the expansion of Tangshan's forces, but mainly because he wasn't there.....

"What does Village Chief Song wish to say?"

"Since you are waiting here for us, you must have some reliance. Now that I am here, show me what you're capable of. Let me see."

Song Lun had been observing Chen Yuan for a while, just from further away before.

Initially, he thought Chen Yuan had some confidence, with court experts ambushing nearby to lure them in, but he found nothing unusual after thorough searching.

He was indeed a bit curious.

But to say Chen Yuan was truly alone, that also seemed unlikely.

No matter how strong, he didn't have the ability to cross two realms in battle. Facing a Yang God True Monarch with Primordial Spirit Cultivation was truly a dead-end.

"Reliance? Hehe...." Chen Yuan's lips curled into a cold smile:

"To deal with Village Chief Song and a fool, what reliance do I need? Can't I kill you myself?"

"What a joke, Chen Yuan. For your actions in Liangzhou City, I respect you as Marquis Wu'an. But to think you can contend with me with just Primordial Spirit Cultivation, you're still far off.

Very well, since you won't speak, I'll test your depths. If you have no capability, then today, you will be buried with Brother Guan Hai!"

Song Lun snorted coldly, his folding fan abruptly closing. He was about to make a move after speaking.

But Chen Yuan was already impatient to gather Qi Fortune, with a subtle black Flame Divine Pattern faintly appearing between his brows, an inscrutable line from the Emperor Slaughter Saber subtly connecting with him.

Asura True Monarch.... formally stepping....

However, before he could let Moluo possess him, and before Song Lun could move, a subtle and indistinct fluctuation emerged in the surrounding void.

There's someone else!!!

Chen Yuan and Song Lun were both instantly startled.

Moluo had not fully possessed him, and the Asura True Monarch wasn't fully online either. Most of Chen Yuan's attention was on the white-garbed scholar, Song Lun.

Yet, even so, another person silently lurking in the dark was already astonishing.

Because it wasn't Chen Yuan or Song Lun who actively discovered, but rather the person himself leaked a slight aura, allowing them to perceive some disturbance in the surrounding void.

"Who is it!"

Chen Yuan's eyes narrowed, his heart startled, firmly shifting his gaze over.

Against a Primordial Spirit True Master like him, Song Lun having made early preparations was indeed a bit lowly, but before he could speak, Song Lun spoke first.

"Heh, I knew you wouldn't have such courage alone. There must be someone else around. Who are you, reveal yourself!"

Song Lun looked alert, quickly pulling back some approaching distance.

My people?

Chen Yuan showed a skeptical look, but in his heart, he was shocked.

He knew well what he had done, having absolutely no prior arrangements, and from Song Lun's words, he could judge two possibilities.

One is a third-party force, but for some reason, they revealed themselves.

The second is Song Lun deliberately easing his guard, preparing for a sneak attack.

Of the two possibilities, Chen Yuan deemed the first more likely.

A faint chuckle emerged from nearby:

"Village Chief Song, it's been a long time."

With the ending of the words, the ripple in the void grew larger, and a black-robed, ghost-faced man slowly appeared, emanating an extremely strong Cultivation Aura.

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