"What happened to you just now? Why do you have such a frightened expression?" Chen Wentian asked his son.
Chen Zong took a deep breath. "Dad, you are right that Ling Yun is a monster. Even though I feel afraid of him, I will still fight against him; only then I can become strong."
"That's good." Chen Wentian nodded in satisfaction at his son's answer. "You are a cultivator, so it is taboo for you to back down before fighting him. You must face him manly, no matter the final result."
"Yes." Chen Zong replied with a nod as he clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes kept on Ling Yun's figure.
"Heh, what are you afraid of a young man like him for, Zong'er? Even though he looks so strong, I can crush him easily." Suddenly, Chen Xiang said mockingly, his gaze filled with hatred and jealousy towards Ling Yun. 'Tch! That bastard! I must find a way to kill him, and I will snatch those beauties from him.'
