As soon as these words were said, people from the Buddhist sect couldn't help but cheer loudly, the momentum was unmatched, one wave higher than the other.
However, Shen Hui didn't share the optimism of others; he always felt that he had made some miscalculation today. The Daoist before him wasn't the kind to be easily captured without a fight.
Indeed, Yi Chen's answer once again darkened Shen Hui's vision.
"Respected master, I admire you, but I am different," Yi Chen said sarcastically,
"Anyone who dares to treat me like this, this Daoist will mess with him, toy with him, laugh at him, prank him, beat him, chop him, and after a few years, I'll visit his grave."
"This is how we do things at Hidden Dragon Temple."
"As cultivators, why should we fear a fight? It's all about action!"
"Even if we can't win, we'll still splatter the other's blood!"
