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”Right... we don’t know. Junior Brother Chen... he... he might have gone out on a mission and hasn’t returned yet...” Yang Shu quickly echoed, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

”Don’t know?” Zhao Hengjiang sneered, pointing at his swollen and painful face:

”You live with him, how could you not know where he went?”

”It seems the lesson I taught you this morning wasn’t deep enough! If you don’t confess honestly now, I’ll cripple you today.”

Wang Lan and Yang Shu shuddered, but remembering Chen Chuan standing up for them this morning, a rare sense of backbone welled up in their hearts.

The two tightly shut their mouths and vigorously shook their heads, indicating they truly did not know.

”Damn it! You refuse a toast only to ask for a forfeit!”

Zhao Hengjiang’s patience was completely exhausted.

He waved his hand to the lackeys behind him, ”Beat them! Beat them until they talk!”

Those lackeys had just been disciplined by Chen Chuan this morning and were filled with suppressed anger.

Receiving the order now, they immediately pounced like wolves and tigers, unleashing a barrage of punches and kicks on Wang Lan and Yang Shu.

”Ah!”

”Thud!”

The dull thuds of fists hitting flesh, the miserable screams of the two, and the reluctant gasps of the onlookers intertwined.

Wang Lan and Yang Shu were only at the Void Breaking Realm cultivation level; how could they be a match for these Transcendence Realm lackeys?

In an instant, they were beaten to the ground, shielding their heads and faces, curled up, enduring the rain-like beating.

Soon, the two were beaten until their faces were bruised and swollen, blood oozed from their mouths, their clothes were torn, and their appearance was incomparably miserable.

The surrounding onlookers felt their hearts pound, and many showed expressions of sympathy.

”Too tragic...”

”This Zhao Hengjiang truly holds grudges and is ruthless.”

”Wang Lan and Yang Shu usually act like timid mice, but I didn’t expect them to be so loyal, refusing to talk even after being beaten like this.”

”Indeed, it seems that Chen Chuan really has some ability to make these two protect him so fiercely.”

”What a pity, offending Zhao Hengjiang, loyalty is useless; it only earns you more beatings.”

Zhao Hengjiang watched the two screaming miserably on the ground with cold eyes, feeling a surge of satisfaction.

But immediately, he became agitated because he couldn’t find the main target.

He kicked Wang Lan, asking fiercely, ”Last time I ask, where is Chen Chuan?”

Wang Lan spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, lifted his eyes, which were swollen down to mere slits, and rasped, ”...Don’t... don’t know...”

Yang Shu also shook his head with difficulty.

”Trash! All of you are trash!”

Zhao Hengjiang angrily landed a few more kicks. Seeing that the two truly refused to talk, and realizing that continuing to beat them might actually kill someone, he reluctantly stopped.

He turned to look at Wang Xuanbing, who had been watching coldly, and forced a fawning smile onto his face:

”Senior Brother Wang, that bastard might really not be here, or perhaps he’s hiding...”

Wang Xuanbing nodded expressionlessly and said lightly:

”No matter, the monk can run away, but the temple cannot.”

”Since we confirmed he lives here, he will return sooner or later. We’ll stop here for today; we’ll pay another visit another day.”

His tone was calm, yet carried a chilling coldness that made one shudder.

After speaking, Wang Xuanbing didn’t even spare a glance at the dying Wang Lan and Yang Shu on the ground, then turned and left.

Zhao Hengjiang shot a fierce glare at the two on the ground, spat, and left triumphantly with his lackeys under the gaze of many complex expressions.

About half an hour later, Chen Chuan returned to the small courtyard, having completed his task, walking with composure.

The moment he pushed open the slightly crooked courtyard gate, a faint smell of blood and the messy scene inside instantly caused his brows to furrow.

Immediately after, he saw Wang Lan and Yang Shu, leaning on each other, attempting to get up from the ground.

The appearance of the two at this moment could only be described as utterly miserable.

Their faces were covered in bruises, their eye sockets were blackened, and dried blood crusts remained at the corners of their mouths.

Their clothes were covered in dust and footprints, their exposed skin was covered in bruises, and they walked with a limp.

”Senior Brother Wang, Senior Brother Yang! What happened to you?”

Chen Chuan darted forward, supporting the two who looked on the verge of collapse.

Upon seeing Chen Chuan return, Wang Lan and Yang Shu were first startled, then their faces showed extreme anxiety.

”Jun... Junior Brother Chen! Why... why are you back? Quick! Run!”

Wang Lan ignored the pain in his body, urgently grabbed Chen Chuan’s arm, and urged him incoherently.

Yang Shu also looked terrified, his voice hoarse:

”Yes, Junior Brother Chen, go quickly! Zhao Hengjiang... Zhao Hengjiang brought people here to cause trouble for you.”

”He brought along Wang Xuanbing, who is at the Peak of the Ninth Level of the Transcendence Realm; he is from the Qingtian Alliance. They did this to us, that’s why we are beaten like this. You must leave quickly and hide.”

Chen Chuan’s eyes turned cold; he already understood.

He helped the two sit on a nearby stone stool and asked in a deep voice:

”They came looking for me, and because you refused to disclose my whereabouts, they dealt such heavy blows to you?”

Wang Lan endured the pain, grimaced, revealing a smile uglier than crying:

”It’s... it’s fine, we’re tough; taking a beating is nothing. Junior Brother Chen, you stood up for us this morning; we... we couldn’t betray you.”

Yang Shu also nodded vigorously: ”Right! We never told them you went to the Pill Hall! Don’t worry!”

Seeing the two who were clearly terrified to death yet still chose to endure and not reveal his whereabouts, Chen Chuan felt a slight warmth in his heart.

These two Senior Brothers, despite their timid nature, possessed a rare sense of loyalty in their bones.

He remembered this kindness.

Since they suffered this undeserved disaster because of him, he, Chen Chuan, naturally could not stand idly by.

Chen Chuan took a deep breath, and his gaze sharpened.

He looked at Wang Lan and Yang Shu, his tone calm but carrying an undeniable firmness:

”Two Senior Brothers, this beating cannot be taken for nothing. I will avenge this grudge for you.”

What?

Upon hearing this, Wang Lan and Yang Shu suddenly looked up, their two swollen eyes instantly widening.

Their faces were filled with extreme shock and disbelief, as if they had heard the most absurd tale.

Avenge them?

Go seek revenge against Zhao Hengjiang and Wang Xuanbing?

Was Chen Chuan too arrogant?

He was only at the Second Level of the Transcendence Realm cultivation.

The opponents had a powerhouse at the Peak of the Ninth Level of the Transcendence Realm sitting in command.

Moreover, that Wang Xuanbing was merely an ordinary member of the Qingtian Alliance.

Offending the Qingtian Alliance meant a terrible future in the Outer Sect.