With the guards of the Xuanyuan Family's constant shouts, the members of the Xuanyuan Clan rushed out one after another.
The one standing in the front was Xuanyuan Po himself.
Upon seeing Chen Feng, Xuanyuan Po was taken aback for a moment.
Then, a cold smirk appeared on his face. "So, it's you. As the saying goes, 'Heavens provide a way but you refuse. Hell has no doors yet you've rushed over.'
"Indeed, if your Xuanyuan family doesn't straighten up, this place will turn into a hellhole just like you wish it to be," Chen Feng responded indifferently.
"What use is your eloquence? Boy, since you dared to come to us, I don't think you should be leaving today."
Xuanyuan Po rolled his neck a little, seeming rather eager to fight.
The rest of the Xuanyuan family stood by, watching the spectacle, including Xuanyuan Po's parents.
"Are you planning to fight?"
Chen Feng asked, with a smile that's not quite a smile.
