"If Laozi weren't in a hurry, I'd have killed you today!" Ye Fan said coldly. He fiercely let go, and Chen Ke was thrown to the ground, his head spinning. Ye Fan then quickly left with Mu Wanxin. Although he wasn't afraid of minor troubles, they could sometimes be a real headache.
Chen Ke's two bodyguards struggled to their feet, but Ye Fan and Mu Wanxin were already long gone.
About ten minutes later, Chen Ke had mostly recovered. He said furiously, "That kid dared to insult me! I won't let him get away with this!"
His anger had reached its peak, but one of his bodyguards advised, "Young Master, don't be impulsive. That man is no simple character."
"Aren't you from the Heavenly Mountain Sect? Call on the sect and kill him!" Chen Ke seethed.
