Yang Chen was familiar with most of these Emperor-level strongmen and knew their names.
Now that Sect Leader Fang had been named by Yang Chen, he was somewhat embarrassed and spoke in a calm tone, "Brother Yang Chen misunderstood, that's not what I meant."
Of course, he said so with his mouth, but in his eyes, there was a strange look, obviously with some other ulterior motives.
Yang Chen sneered, "I think I won't go in circles with you all. What you mean is that you think I, Yang Chen, have treasures on me, right? My answer to you all is that I don't have any. The movement in the Thunder Pool is not the sign of the treasures being born. You just want me to swear, but I don't see any reason to satisfy your requests. If you think I have treasures, then treat it as if I do. I, Yang Chen, do indeed have quite a few treasures on me, including a Premium Xuantian Treasure. If you want to grab it, you can come and try. If you don't want to grab it, you're not welcome."
