"Who the hell are you? Do you have any right to speak?!" Murong Qi scowled. Accustomed to arrogance, he had never been challenged like this before.
Chen Xiaobei stood tall and proud, responding, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Chen Xiaobei, and to be frank, I find the sight of you extremely displeasing. Of course, I'm a reasonable person. Just kneel, apologize to Qingcheng, and promise never to cause trouble again, and we can forget this whole incident."
"Otherwise—" As he spoke, Chen Xiaobei slammed his palm down on the coffee table.
BOOM!
With a deafening crack, the sturdy pear wood table was instantly shattered into pieces. The scene nearly made Luo Wentian's jaw drop.
He shouted, "Xiaobei, could it be... has your Realm advanced again?"
