"Impudence!!!" Su Chen dared to speak to the young master like that? Without waiting for Wu Yin to speak, Wu Yunyang exploded in rage, his eyes suddenly lifting like shooting swords directly at Su Chen. With a thunderous shout, a wave of furious sound surged and rolled tumultuously, like giant waves crashing and a tsunami towering, the sound waves howling and piling up as they pounced toward Su Chen.
Suddenly.
Behind Su Chen, the Lin Family Hall's carved railings, crystal stone cups, redwood tables and chairs, and the towering columns, all rapidly shattered under Wu Yunyang's fierce shout. The scene was terrifying, almost like a demon's feat. Those who were slightly closer to Su Chen also suffered, their faces turned horribly red with blood flowing endlessly, in excruciating pain, madly clutching their heads and grotesquely begging for mercy.
Only Su Chen stood there, as if all of this had nothing to do with him, as if he had been born a lifeless ancient well.
