Doesn’t he know how to account for this?
Only a small number of people felt a stir in their hearts, seemingly understanding what Xue An intended to do.
In a corner, Wu Jun and Duan Muguang exchanged glances, then quietly moved forward amid the chaos.
On Zhuo Benzheng’s side, Zhuo Benzheng nervously licked his dry lips and said in a somewhat hoarse voice,
"Be prepared, Young Master Xue might take action. At that time, we will coordinate with him together!"
"Hmm!"
Wu Zizhang and the others naturally had no objections and prepared immediately.
It was at this moment that Shi Chang let out a sinister laugh.
"Young man, I admit you indeed have great talent, but aren’t you being too arrogant?"
"Arrogant?" Xue An shook his head and smiled, "I don’t think so. At least compared to some who murder their masters and seize power, I’m far inferior!"
These words struck Shi Chang like a heavy hammer, making his whole body tremble, but his ability to hide his tracks until now, successfully deceiving almost everyone, showed his deep cunning.
Thus, the shock on his face only lasted a moment before he sneered.
"Ignorant fool, even if someone as arrogantly outspoken as you wins the literary conference, you won’t be recognized!"
After saying this, Shi Chang snorted coldly, turned, and wanted to leave.
But at the moment he turned around, an intense murderous intent broke out in his eyes.
He could determine that this white-clad youth surely knew about the events of that year.
Regardless of how he knew, this boy absolutely could not be left alive.
But now was the time of the literary conference, not a good time for action.
The current strategy was to delay as much as possible, and once the conference ended, he could settle with this kid privately.
This was the thought that flashed through Shi Chang’s mind in an instant.
It must be said that Shi Chang indeed deserved to be called a tyrant, capable of taking or leaving as needed.
But the problem was, he was facing Xue An, who played entirely by his own rules.
So when he was about to leave, Xue An suddenly chuckled lightly.
"Whether I’m arrogantly outspoken is not important, what matters is you!"
Xue An shouted coldly, "Shi Chang, do you really think you’ve done everything seamlessly, deceiving everyone?"
Hearing his name, Shi Chang shuddered, but he didn’t even turn his head.
"Ignorant fool, I truly don’t know what you’re talking about! Someone, take down this madman." Shi Chang instructed in a deep voice.
At his command, dozens of figures rushed toward Xue An from all directions in the air.
But Xue An didn’t spare them a glance, simply stomped lightly.
The literary conference pavilion shook violently, as if an earthquake had struck.
Those shadows rushing at him naturally fell to the ground as well.
This level of strength was enough to make many awe-inspired.
The little maid Tuan’er couldn’t help but murmured softly, "He’s good-looking, can write poetry, and now even fights so well. Oh my, Miss, is there anything this young master can’t do?"
Facing the lovestruck little maid, Yun Lingxuan didn’t mock her.
In fact, she had concentrated all her attention on Xue An, her eyes sparkling with fascination, pondering something.
Meanwhile, Shi Chang quickly turned his eyes, filled with murderous intent, and said.
"You asked for this, Gao Tian, kill him!"
Xu Gaotian had been eager to act, and upon hearing his father’s order, he immediately leaped into the air, sneering.
"Die for me!"
Xu Gaotian deeply hated Xue An.
After all, if it weren’t for him, he would now be the undisputed winner of the literary conference.



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