Hou Zhiyuan and Song Wutian's faces changed as they swallowed hard; their strength was weak, ants in front of Mu Chen. Mu Chen was so terrifying that he felt like death, like a demon, instilling an undeniable fear in them - a fear not of how many powerful figures were around, but of Mu Chen himself.
"Young Master, should we consider retreating?" At this moment, an elder turned to Hou Zhiyuan with a serious suggestion.
"Third Elder, you're at the Mythical Realm; are you also suggesting retreat?" Hou Zhiyuan said with a change of expression.
"Instinct tells me, this man is not simple. Plus, facing us, he is so calm and confident. I'm afraid he really has the power to kill us," the old man said seriously, his vast experience affirming that Mu Chen was dangerous.
"I understand. But if we want to leave, it's not certain that he would let us go," Hou Zhiyuan said, as he quickly sent a message to his clan, calling for stronger reinforcements urgently.
