Long Chen’s words caused everyone to be dumbfounded. Even Shui Wuhen, who had already known that Long Chen would definitely refuse the Huo family’s proposal, had never imagined Long Chen would be this fierce.

“You… you little brute, what did you say?!” Huo Li could no longer hold back his fury.

“Old brute, I told you to fuck the hell off. Now you’ve heard it clearly, right?” sneered Long Chen.

“Monastery head Shui, is this how your Xuantian Supermonastery raises its disciples?!” raged Huo Li. Even cursing back at a junior was a loss of status for him, so he had no choice but to turn to Shui Wuhen, trying to force her into restraining Long Chen.

Shui Wuhen lightly replied, “Administrator Huo, previously, I’ve already stated that Long Chen has the authority to make his own decisions. As for you, you came to talk to Long Chen. Thus, I, Shui Wuhen, won’t interfere.”

“You! Fine!” Huo Li turned back and asked, “Long Chen, are you going to give me the antidote or not?”

“No.” Long Chen answered extremely directly.

The middle-aged man and the sword-bearing man were both shocked. Just what kind of divinity was Long Chen for him...