It was a piece of paper. He slowly unfurled it and read what was written on it. There was simply one line written by a woman’s hand.

“Now will you be happy?”

Seeing this line of words, Long Chen’s expression changed. He sensed that this matter was not ordinary.

“Yutao, what’s going on?!” Killing intent began to rise in Long Chen’s eyes.

“What do you think? Others got bored of playing with this slut and tossed her away. As for you, Long San, you were just second-hand goods, hehe!” sneered a disciple.

“Die!”

Long Chen suddenly roared furiously and punched that disciple’s head.

There was no suspense. His head exploded like a watermelon.

Long Chen’s punch was too terrifying and too sudden. The disciples beside him were all splattered with blood.

“No!”

That disciple’s soul appeared in the air, but a flame spear suddenly shot out of Long Chen’s hand, incinerating his soul. That disciple was instantly killed.

The other disciples were all shocked. They had never expected Long Chen would dare to kill people. They all became pale, too terrified...