Du Xuan’s howl was resolute and vehement. He revealed an appearance of being willing to die than submit, and it aroused the resonance of many people.

Right, death is better than humiliation. As one of the five great Elite Disciples and the outstanding genius of the Nethercrow Clan, how could he kneel and apologize?

If he really did this, then what dignity would he have left to stand up in the sect?

“Noisy!” Chen Xi couldn’t be bothered to discern if Du Xuan was really unyielding as he displayed, and he directly struck his palm onto Du Xuan’s neck, causing Du Xuan’s raised head to be pressed down once more.

He seemed as if he was kowtowing to everyone present, and it was indescribably humiliating. Du Xuan was angered to the point blood gushed up his throat and sprayed from his mouth once more, and his gaze was resentful to the point he truly wished for nothing more than to slice Chen Xi up and eat him alive.

He was unable to figure out why this fellow was so overbearing even if he racked his brains. He’d already brought up his identity as a member of the Nethercrow Clan to threaten Chen Xi, yet Chen Xi actually didn’t care in the slightest! Could it be that his balls are made of steel?

The people in the surroundings were astounded even more when they saw this, and...