"Do you know what you are talking about?" the old steward asked Xiao Chen with a grim face and a cold voice.
Xiao Chen ignored him and turned to walk towards another flower appreciation platform.
"Didn't you hear me talking to you?" the old steward's face darkened, revealing a murderous intent.
But Xiao Chen seemed to treat him as if he were air, letting Zhuge Fatty lead the way as they left the place.
The old steward's eyes flashed with a killing intent, as he pointed his finger and sent a gust of wind towards Xiao Chen's back.
However, unexpectedly, Xiao Chen did not even turn his head. He just waved his sleeve, and a fierce wind blew, sending the steward flying into the flower appreciation platform behind him.
That was a platform built of hard diamond, but now there was a human-shaped hole in it; one could imagine just how terrifying the force must have been.
"Save me, young master..." came the weak voice of the old steward.
