Looking at Andy walking in slowly, Li Chen's expression suddenly turned cold.
He remembered all too well how powerful Andy was.
Last time, if he hadn't forced himself to burst out in power, he reckoned that it would have been him who died.
Moreover, compared with now, his condition back then was somewhat unstable; the forced outburst nearly caused his body to fail, and although he barely defeated Andy, he let Andy escape.
"Yes, long time no see. I didn't expect you to be still alive," Li Chen said to Andy with cold eyes.
"If you're not dead, how could I bear to die? Lord Nether King," Andy retorted with a mocking smile on his lips.
To him, Li Chen represented the greatest shame of his life.
He was, after all, a disciple from the Holy Mountain, and even as an ordinary disciple there, he was supposed to be an object of worship in the outside world.
But he had lost.
Lost to Li Chen.
And not just once.
To Andy, this was an indelible shame.
