Even though Tang Hong had acknowledged Jiang Chen as his boss, he hadn’t gotten over the frustration of losing the match. Naturally, he wouldn’t let that show in front of his leader.
But then this Tie Dazhi suddenly showed up, looking like a complete idiot, and actually wanted to be his boss?
It made Tang Hong feel deeply insulted. This Tie Dazhi, a second-generation wastrel who relied entirely on his ancestors’ protection, had always been nothing but trash in Tang Hong’s eyes.
And now this little punk dared to act tough in front of him.
Tang Hong’s knuckles popped and cracked as he clenched his fists.
“Tie Dazhi, are you asking for a beating today? Don’t think I won’t lay into you just because you have a powerful grandfather.”
Tie Dazhi froze. He had emerged from his seclusion this time in top form, very aggressive. Previously, he’d considered himself just slightly inferior to Tang Hong.
But during this seclusion, he’d inherited the Iron family’s secret techniques and even broken through to the sixth level of the Spirit Realm. Compared to Tang Hong, he was definitely not inferior anymore.
This punk actually dared to talk back to him like this?
Tie Dazhi’s face darkened instantly. “Tang Hong, do you not understand the hierarchy? What is your position, and what is mine? In terms of background and cultivation level, which one of those makes me unfit to be your boss?”
Tang Hong let out a sinister laugh and took a menacing step forward. “I don’t care about your background, and I don’t care about your cultivation. Try acting tough again, see what happens? Believe it or not, I’ll slap you to death with one palm?”
Tang Hong had just lost the bet and was itching to vent his anger. This clueless Tie Dazhi had practically walked right into it, blind to the signs.
It had to be said, Tang Hong’s burly, bear-like physique, combined with his wild, straw-like crimson hair, gave off a very fierce impression.
Add to that his oversized feet that stomped the ground with booming steps, and his presence was genuinely intimidating.
Seeing Tang Hong on the verge of exploding, Tie Dazhi suddenly regretted running his mouth. If he wanted to win Tang Hong over, this certainly wasn’t the way to do it.
Everyone knew that once you angered Tang Hong, he’d fight like a madman.
Seeing Tang Hong looking ready to explode at any moment, Tie Dazhi hurriedly said, “Forget it. We have to take the assessment today; I won’t lower myself to your level. I’ll discuss this with you properly later. Tang Hong, I’m just saying, you really need to work on that explosive temper. Right now, during the four great sects’ assessments, the other sects are all united. You picking a fight with me—what good do you think that does?”
Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but shake his head with a wry smile at Tie Dazhi.
This guy, in a critical moment, had actually chickened out. Regardless of the reason, he was completely using the situation as an excuse to back down, afraid to clash with Tang Hong.
Tang Hong snorted. “What united nonsense, it’s all just surface talk. I’m warning you, next time, don’t act tough in front of me.”
Tie Dazhi’s face was ashen. “Fine, fine! Tang Hong, you’re arrogant now. But one day, I’ll make you submit to me completely.”
Tang Hong just sneered repeatedly, then raised his middle finger at Tie Dazhi and strode away.
His signature large feet pounded the ground, thud thud thud, creating an imposing sound.
Jiang Chen chuckled softly, glanced at Tie Dazhi, and also turned to walk out. When you compared these two geniuses, the difference in quality was clear.
Tie Dazhi had a good background and ample resources, but in terms of temperament and skill, he was ultimately a lost cause who couldn’t be helped.
Tang Hong, on the other hand, clearly possessed a tenacious will and an unyielding spirit.
“What are you laughing at, you worldly ant?” Tie Dazhi was already frustrated, and seeing Jiang Chen, this worldly ant wearing a mortal disguise, actually laughing as if amused by the show, he became furious. You’re nothing but a worldly ant, a character as lowly as a dog, and you dare laugh in front of me?
Worldly ant, worldly punk—Jiang Chen had heard these terms so many times he was completely immune. He sneered, then mimickeing Tang Hong’s gesture, raised his middle finger at Tie Dazhi.
“What I laugh at is none of your damn business.”
Jiang Chen threw out that line and then strode away, ignoring the black look on Tie Dazhi’s face.
Tie Dazhi was about to retort when suddenly, a figure emerged from the pill-making room, frowning. “This is the alchemy assessment area. Who is making noise here? Don’t you know the rules?”
The examiner saw this figure and also smiled on his face—here was another monstrous genius coming out. “Long Juxue, you’ve finished your alchemy assessment?”
That graceful figure was indeed Long Juxue. She had completed her pill-making assessment on the other side and happened to exit through this passage. Hearing the commotion, she had come over to see what was happening.
She nodded slightly, then frowned, her gaze sweeping coolly over Tie Dazhi. “You are a Treasure Tree Sect disciple. Don’t you know that one must remain quiet in the alchemy area? Didn’t your sect elders teach you even this basic principle?”
Tie Dazhi was already sullen, and being reprimanded by Long Juxue made him feel even worse. “This… is this my fault?”
He knew this woman’s background—innate Spirit Body, and she was rumored to be on the verge of becoming the top genius of the Purple Sun Sect. Arrogant as Tie Dazhi was, he knew this was a woman he couldn’t afford to offend.
Otherwise, with his personality, how could he ever be scolded by a woman?