When it came to wiping out the Yan family, these four cloaked figures evidently felt no pressure whatsoever. For beings whose strength far surpassed the Yan clan, annihilating them was simply a matter of course.
Even under Jiang Chen's pointed interrogation, they felt not the slightest strain.
The brown-cloaked figure smiled faintly. "Naturally, there are reasons for destroying the Yan family. As for you lot — if you turn out to be cut from the same cloth as those Yan family dogs, then you'll surely meet the same end today. However, consider yourselves fortunate. Our master has decided to spare your lives."
Jiang Chen's brow furrowed slightly. From the man's tone, it was obvious he was accustomed to looking down on everyone from a great height. The fact that he could still speak this way even knowing Jiang Chen was the heir of the Eternal Sacred Land told Jiang Chen all he needed to know — these people likely came from an extraordinary background.
But Jiang Chen was no stranger to pride himself. The more the other side put on airs, the less he cared to entertain them.
His gaze turned ice-cold in an instant, and his voice dropped to a frigid register. "I don't know who your master is. But our lives are ours to command. We don't need your false charity."
"Oh?" The brown-cloaked figure's tone stiffened. The atmosphere went taut, and the ambient flow of qi seemed to freeze solid.
Yan Wanjun and the others felt their hearts pounding faster.
"Jiang Chen, should we send a plea for help to the Sacred Land?" Yan Qingsang whispered.
Jiang Chen ignored him. His gaze drifted calmly toward the brown-cloaked figure. "Perhaps you're used to sitting on high thrones, but let me make one thing clear — not everyone buys what you're selling. And not everyone is fish on your chopping block!"
"My, my. Kid, I've heard you contributed a little during the rebellion suppression at the Eternal Sacred Land. But from what we understand, you simply got lucky and relied on a few tricks. Don't tell me you think we're as foolish as those rebel dogs of the Eternal Divine Kingdom?"
"It doesn't matter who you are. The only thing that matters is this: the four of you don't get to boast in front of me."
Jiang Chen let out a light, dismissive laugh, his tone deliberately nonchalant.
The four cloaked figures exchanged glances and, despite themselves, laughed in astonishment.
The four of them had come as far as they had by killing — god knew how many people, god knew how much blood stained their hands. Wiping out the entire Yan family without blinking was proof enough of that. If their master hadn't given explicit orders, they would never have bothered being this polite to Jiang Chen.
The heir of the Sacred Land? So what? Kill him and be done with it. What was the Eternal Sacred Land to them? They hadn't taken it seriously in the slightest. Aside from the Sacred Ancestor, who among them could do a thing? And their own master might not be inferior to that Sacred Ancestor at all.
Under the circumstances, their speech and conduct were naturally brazen. Their habit of looking down on everyone came as no surprise.
What they hadn't expected was that Jiang Chen wouldn't buy into their act for a single moment.
It nearly made them want to kill him.
"Kid, our master said to spare you. But if you're going to use that as a shield and act recklessly in front of us, you'd be a fool."
The brown-cloaked figure's expression darkened. "Even if it means earning our master's punishment, I may have to teach you a lesson today."
Jiang Chen's mind raced, and he smiled faintly. "So — are you planning to rush me all at once, or would you prefer a one-on-one?"