His voice, though calm, carried a bone-chilling coldness that sent shivers down the spine.
The soldiers' hearts trembled. Looking at Chu Chen's gaze, which was like that of a god of war, they shivered and quickly retreated.
"This kid is too audacious. Who does he think he is? He even dares to hit the Marquis's guards. He's showing no respect for Marquis Wu'an!"
Marquis Wu'an's prestige was even higher than Chu Tianxiong's. Who didn't know that?
"Kid, you'd better not run around. Wait for your punishment!" a soldier warned, afraid Chu Chen would escape.
"Shut up!" A terrifying killing intent suddenly erupted in Chu Chen's eyes, scaring the soldier so much that he almost collapsed.
"You... what do you want to do?" The soldier's face turned deathly pale with fear.
Chu Chen's gaze locked onto the soldier and he said coldly, "I hate it the most when people point fingers at my head while talking. You'd better behave."
As he finished speaking, Chu Chen grabbed the soldier's wrist and, with a snap, forcefully broke it.
The soldier screamed in agony from the intense pain. Chu Chen indifferently released the soldier's arm and said plainly, "Scram!"
After Chu Chen left, more and more soldiers gathered around, all with expressions of shock and murmuring amongst themselves.
"This kid is crazy! Does he know what he's done?"
"He actually dared to hit the Marquis's men. He must have eaten the heart of a leopard!"
"This kid is finished! Should we inform the Marquis?" Chu Chen paid no attention to the surrounding discussions.
He walked forward, and the guards he encountered along the way quickly dodged him from a distance.
"Chu Chen, stop!" Suddenly, a voice filled with violent energy rang out. Chu Chen stopped.
Turning around, he saw a man in his mid-twenties, wearing a green robe, rushing towards him.
This man had a ferocious face and a strong, sturdy build. He exuded a dense aura of killing intent, clearly indicating he had fought on battlefields for a long time.
Chu Chen recognized him. He was a general under Marquis Wu'an named Luo Yong.
"Do you want to duel me again?" Chu Chen smiled faintly, showing no fear of Luo Yong's provocation.
"Kid, you are indeed not simple." A trace of apprehension appeared in Luo Yong's eyes. He had noticed earlier that Chu Chen's displayed strength was extraordinary.
It was probably not weaker than his own, otherwise, those guards wouldn't have been defeated by Chu Chen so quickly.
"Since that's the case, let me see what you're truly capable of!" Luo Yong's eyes sharpened, and his movements suddenly quickened. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Chu Chen.
Luo Yong unleashed a vicious whip kick, the wind whistling and the air exploding. It was powerful, as if it could shatter stone slabs.
"Swish!" Chu Chen's figure flickered, narrowly dodging Luo Yong's kick.
Luo Yong's expression tightened, and he pressed forward again, his hands forming claws. He used the Eagle Claw technique, tearing towards Chu Chen with a sharp whistling sound.
Chu Chen's speed was equally fast. He unleashed both fists simultaneously. The collision of his fists and Luo Yong's iron claws produced a continuous clanging sound.
"Hmm?" Chu Chen felt a numbing pain, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.
Luo Yong's strength was clearly much greater than the previous guards. Moreover, his techniques were exquisite, with both offense and defense well-balanced. Every step contained extremely clever skills.
His moves flowed seamlessly, leaving no openings.
"Bang!" Chu Chen's fist landed on Luo Yong's chest. Luo Yong grunted and staggered back a few steps.
"How can he be so strong?" Luo Yong thought to himself, frowning. Chu Chen's displayed strength was even greater than he had anticipated.
"Luo Yong, you're no good!" Chu Chen taunted, "With your trash-like caliber, you still want to fight me? Get lost now."
As he finished speaking, Chu Chen strode forward.
"You're courting death!" Luo Yong roared, charging forward again, his fists and feet striking with fierce power.
Chu Chen's figure dodged with effortless grace. All of Luo Yong's attacks missed, unable to even touch Chu Chen's clothes, let alone his skin.
"What profound movement and footwork!"
Luo Yong was greatly alarmed. He had attacked with all his might, yet he couldn't even faze Chu Chen. This was unbelievable to him.
"Your speed is indeed fast, but in my eyes, you're still trash!"
Chu Chen sneered. Suddenly, his body trembled, a cold glint flashed, and a sharp dagger appeared in his hand, slashing towards Luo Yong's throat.
"Clang!" Luo Yong hastily shifted his neck, narrowly avoiding Chu Chen's fatal attack.
"Whoosh!" At this moment, Chu Chen's figure flickered and disappeared from his original position. The next second, he appeared behind Luo Yong, the dagger once again closing in.
Luo Yong spun around abruptly and punched at the empty space behind him. However, with a *pu chi* sound, the dagger pierced through his fist, and blood splattered out.
The intense pain made him cry out, sweat beading on his forehead.
"You lost," Chu Chen retracted his dagger and shook his head. "The dogs raised by Marquis Wu'an are indeed incompetent."
Luo Yong gritted his teeth, glaring at Chu Chen, wishing he could kill him on the spot.
"Chu Chen!" Just then, an angry roar came from not far away.
He heard the voice and looked up, seeing a middle-aged man in brocade robes, accompanied by a group of guards, approaching rapidly, followed by a large contingent of escorts.
Chu Chen narrowed his eyes, staring at the middle-aged man in brocade robes. This was Marquis Wu'an. Chu Chen had just returned to the capital.
He had encountered the Marquis's guards pursuing him, and it was the Marquis himself who had sent people.
"Chu Chen! You have immense courage!" the Marquis's voice echoed, cold and sinister.
He glanced at the Marquis indifferently and said in a detached tone, "Marquis, long time no see."
"Chu Chen, you have immense courage! Not only did you trespass into the Marquis's forbidden area, but you also injured my guards. You deserve to die!"
Qin Yunhai roared in anger, his old face extremely grim, his eyes flashing with fierce killing intent.
Chu Chen smiled faintly and retorted, "Marquis, do you mean I was wrong?"
"You dare to argue? Are my guards someone you can just hit? What are you, to dare to fight them?" Qin Yunhai berated.
"Marquis, you should know very well that your guards cannot harm me," Chu Chen said sarcastically, having completely lost hope in this father of his.
Qin Yunhai snorted, "You are merely a lowly commoner. You deserve to die!"
"Is this your upbringing? You don't understand basic family rules!" Liu Meng'er rebuked. She hadn't expected Qin Yunhai to be so rude and unreasonable, demeaning Chu Chen in such a way.
"Marquis, you don't need to get agitated. I don't blame you," Chu Chen said calmly. "After all, since childhood, you've always treated me as trash.
And today, I've proven myself, surprising you, haven't I?"
Qin Yunhai's expression changed slightly. Chu Chen's words struck him like knives.
"You scoundrel, how dare you speak to me like this!" Qin Yunhai roared in shame and anger.