In an elegant private room of the restaurant, Zhu Jiu, an Inner Sect Disciple of the Blood Moon Sect, had been wearing a rather leisurely expression.
But now, a sharp glint flashed in the depths of his eyes as he carefully scrutinized Chen Cheng.
He seemed to be trying to determine if Chen Cheng's words, "Just you?", were merely an empty bluff meant to provoke Zhang Daozong.
After all, many Martial Artists were skilled in psychological warfare. They often provoked their opponents with words before a fight, hoping to enrage them. An angry opponent's mental state would falter, and their strength would unknowingly decrease.
However, from beginning to end, Chen Cheng remained perfectly calm, his expression indifferent. The two words "Just you?" seemed more like a customary phrase, spoken with true conviction.
Zhu Jiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he murmured, "For this Chen Cheng to dare provoke Zhang Daozong like this, it seems he's truly not so simple! Interesting!"
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