Chapter 763: Knowing the Mistake_1
Jiang Minglong saw Lu Zhengqiu’s reaction, paused slightly, then turned to glance at Lin Jiuxiao and the others, including Mo Tianze at his side, and noticed they were all staring at Jiang Chen.
"Chen’er." Although he did not know why, Jiang Minglong was clear that everyone was probably waiting for Jiang Chen’s response, and he could not help but call out softly, while a boundless pride surged in his heart.
Can you see? This is my son, my son appears, and all the bigwigs of the entire sect are watching my son’s face to act!
Jiang Chen glanced at Jiang Minglong, pondered for a moment, then stepped forward to the arena, gazing directly at Li Wushuang.
Li Wushuang’s face was pale at the moment; although it had just been a clash of palms, Jiang Minglong was much stronger than him, and after receiving Jiang Minglong’s desperate palm strike, he had been severely injured, barely able to stand steady with the help of a fellow disciple at his side, and blood continuously trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing Jiang Chen approach, Li Wushuang let out a wry laugh, raised his head, and met Jiang Chen’s gaze squarely, "I didn’t expect Jiang Minglong to have such an excellent son, haha, to kill or to shave, I will listen respectfully!"
Li Wushuang could see clearly that the bigwigs of the sect were making great efforts to win Jiang Chen over, whereas he had already been relegated to an expendable piece; thus, he did not struggle anymore and was ready to accept Jiang Chen’s punishment.
Looking at Li Wushuang, who had now put life and death aside, Jiang Chen was taken aback, initially thinking that since Li Wushuang could use such despicable methods, he must surely be a treacherous little man, but at this moment, he actually felt that Li Wushuang had some heroism about him!
"Aren’t you afraid to die?" Jiang Chen asked indifferently.
Standing behind Jiang Chen, Jiang Minglong, Mo Tianze, and Lu Zhengqiu all shuddered, with Jiang Minglong about to call out but stopped by Mo Tianze raising his hand.
"I am afraid!" Li Wushuang spoke without hesitation, "Who in this world isn’t afraid of death? However, there are things that are worth protecting, even more than life itself!"
Turning his head to look at Lu Zhengqiu, Li Wushuang pushed away the disciple supporting him, strived to stand on his own, and bowed deeply to Lu Zhengqiu with a face full of regret, "Master, I’m sorry! Your unworthy disciple has not only used such tactics but has also failed to claim the title of Chief Disciple, bringing shame upon you!"