Xiao Chen was not at all anxious, for everything had already happened, and there was no chance of any mishap. No one from the Wuji Sect could escape, and he would definitely not let them go!
The situation was now completely under Xiao Chen's control!
The square-faced man looked at Xiao Chen, his eyes filled with hatred, but at the same time, there was also a hint of admiration.
"I really want to see what kind of person could bring the Wuji Sect to such a tragic state," he said.
Xiao Chen smiled slightly, wiped his nose with his finger, and said casually, "So now that you've seen, how do you feel?"
"It feels very strange!" the square-faced man said earnestly. "I thought you were a man with three heads and six arms!"
Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing.
"What you're talking about belongs to mythology, I am no myth! I'm just an ordinary person, and you all are no myths either!"
