The two attendants finally understood and quickly drew their swords from their waists and charged forward.
"Get lost!" Lao Chen's face darkened. He opened his mouth and roared which frightened everyone away.
The attendants were no match for Lao Chen. Startled by his roar, they almost spat out blood on the spot.
"Lao Chen, what do you mean by this?" Mu Shui sat paralyzed on the ground and roared angrily at Lao Chen.
Lao Chen snorted coldly and looked at Mu Shui with disdain. "I should be the one asking you this. These two are my benefactors. If you want to lay a hand on them, you have to ask for my permission first!"
"Aren't you going too far? We've been friends for so many years, and you're actually not helping me?" Mu Shui saw Lao Chen's cold face and did not give him any answer. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth and roared, "Fine! Today, I see you for who you really are!"
