Long Chen had taken out a recliner and was holding a ceramic wine cup. He then lazily leaned back against his recliner, seemingly enjoying the afternoon sun.

That appearance of his infuriated Chu Shuang. He was actually treated as nothing more than empty air. Even in this battle, Long Chen was in the mood to drink wine. This was the greatest insult to him, even worse than someone shouting curses.

As for the spectators, they were dumbfounded. What level of disdain and apathy was this?

Luo Bing and the others were also shocked. On the other hand, Chu Shuang was going crazy with rage.

“As the mortal enemy of the Chu family, for the first time, I’m feeling a trace of sympathy for the Chu family’s...