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The sudden sneer caused the complexions of the distinguished guests to drastically change, and Sun Li, standing next to Lin Chen, looked particularly distressed.
Zhou Tian stared coldly at Lin Chen, "It's you again, you bumpkin."
Lin Chen smiled faintly, "As far as I know, your Zhou family's ancestors were peasants too, weren't they? Should I say that you forget your ancestors, or should I say you despise your own lineage?"
"You're courting death, boy!" A frigid look passed over Zhou Tian's face.
The Zhou family stood at the apex of the social pyramid, and wherever they went, they were treated with the utmost respect by all parties—disrespecting the Zhou family was akin to courting death.
"You're not qualified to want my death," Lin Chen said lightly.
The onlookers were dumbfounded by the young man who was talking back to Zhou Tian.
"Has this kid lost his mind? To offend the Zhou family..."
"I think this young man is truly courting death."
