But they had never anticipated that, in such a brief moment, things would take such a dramatic turn, leaving them all dumbstruck.
As they regained their senses, they all charged out, faces filled with anger, ready to teach Chen Yang a lesson.
"Heh..."
Chen Yang had already noticed the people behind him. Sensing their rush towards him, a cold smile touched the corners of his mouth, while his gaze turned exceedingly icy.
The young masters didn't realize that the closer they got to Chen Yang, the closer they were to death.
But just at this moment, a majestic, heavy voice suddenly came from afar.
"Stop!"
At the sound of this voice, those masters advancing towards Chen Yang froze as if they had been acupuncture-pointed and abruptly stopped.
They then hurriedly turned around, their faces showing feverish adoration, bowing deeply towards the direction of the voice.
"Hmm?"
Chen Yang, seeing this scene, slightly narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance.
