Ou Luo stepped forward unhurriedly, his gaze cold as he looked at Chen Xuan. In his eyes, Chen Xuan was no different from a dead man. Behind Ou Luo, his group of underlings wore expressions of eager excitement. It had been a long time since they had seen the Second Master make a move. In recent years, following the First Master’s example, Ou Luo had preferred to convince people with virtue and reason. Moreover, having swept through Singapore without a single rival, he found invincibility to be a lonely state.
Cai Wen and her friends felt only despair upon seeing that Ou Luo was actually going to strike seriously. However, the dozen or so second-generation scions found Chen Xuan’s continued composure strange; they wondered if the man was missing a screw, to be staring death in the face without a hint of fear.
Ou Luo didn't think Chen Xuan was dim-witted; he saw it as the arrogance of a young man who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. He said coldly, "Make your move. I will grant you a dignified way to lose."
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