"Senior's tactics indeed have my genuine admiration,"
Lin Chen said, genuinely expressing his admiration as he looked at Qin Batian.
Qin Batian was smiling just a moment ago, but his expression darkened upon hearing Lin Chen's words.
"Young friend Lin Chen, you and I are just as matched, it's mutual."
Qin Batian replied lightly as he looked at Lin Chen.
After they finished speaking, they exchanged smiles and both burst into laughter.
Meanwhile, in stark contrast to the joy of Lin Chen and Qin Batian, in a forbidden area behind the mountain of the Formation Sect where the Ouyang Family resided, Ding Xingzheng's expression was somber with a face full of frost, barely concealing a strong murderous intent.
"Qin Batian, Lin Chen, since you act with no regard for me, I see no need to consider your wellbeing anymore,"
said Ding Xingzheng as he approached a giant rock outside his cave and pressed his hand against it.
