Soon, everyone in the hall avoided Zhou Qishao's eyes, except Qin Chuan who was still looking at him slowly.

Zhou Qishao saw that Qin Chuan was the only one in the entire hall staring at him.

He also saw that Qin Chuan was wearing the bodyguard uniform of their Zhou family. He was furious and pointed at Qin Chuan and shouted.

"You ungrateful house slave, why don't you close your dog eyes? Is there a bruise on my face? Let you stare at me like this!"

When Qin Chuan heard Zhou Qi Shao suddenly pointing at his nose and scolding him, Qin Chuan was startled and realized something strange around him.

At that moment, Qin Chuan lowered his head and did not look at Zhou Qi Shao, but there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart. Anger

He is not like the people in the hall.

The people in the hall avoid Xie Qi Shao's eyes because of the gap in cultivation between them. The weak are naturally afraid of the strong. This fear creates invisible pressure. , forcing them to lower their heads.

But this kind of pressure does not exist for Qin Chuan.

Although Zhou Qishao is a third-level Dzogchen warrior, his strength is not taken seriously by Qin Chuan at all.

Qin Chuan's strength has been infinitely close to the fourth level of perfection, and he can kill Zhou Qishao in an instant. Naturally, he will not lower his head just because of Zhou Qishao's eyes.

But he did not expect that Zhou Qishao would look at him twice more this time. In front of everyone, Qin Chuan yelled at himself in front of everyone.

Of course, Qin Chuan knew that this was not the time for a dispute of feelings, so he had to swallow his anger.

Zhou Qi saw Qin Chuan obediently lower his head, a look of contempt immediately flashed in his eyes, and even more at the corners of his mouth. He showed a slight smile of disdain.

At this time, he saw Young Master Zhou and Qian Xing next to Qin Chuan, and seemed to have thought of something.

At that moment, he walked directly to Young Master Zhou and said in a strange way:"Hey! Isn’t this my useless Fourth Brother Zhou Shao? Why are you here too?"

Hearing this, a look of anger flashed across Young Master Zhou's face, but he did not dare to get angry. He laughed dryly and said:"Haha!! It turns out to be the seventh brother. Why are you here today?"

Zhou Qishao glanced at Zhou Qishao disdainfully. Although the two were cousins, Zhou Qishao always looked down on his cousin with poor talent and qualifications.

At that moment, Zhou Qishao sneered:"What am I doing here? Do I need to tell you about this crap? Hearing this

, Zhou Shao was so angry that he almost vomited blood and said angrily:"You...how did you talk?""

Zhou Qishao smiled coldly, glanced at him with disdain, and looked at Wei Wushao and Nan Liushao who were smiling at him out of the corner of his eyes, and said disdainfully

"I don’t want to waste my time with a bunch of trash like you. Mr. Thursday, please discipline your subordinates."

Zhou Qishao pointed to Qin Chuan next to him.

"You need to let him know what etiquette is. If he makes such a mistake again next time, then I will educate him on behalf of my fourth brother. Fourth brother, don’t blame seventh brother for not saying hello to you!"

Speaking of this, Zhou Qishao turned his head and glanced at Qin Chuan again and said coldly

"Boy, you heard what I just said, so just take care of yourself!"

After saying that, Zhou Qishao turned around and left.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Qishao suddenly stood up and sneered.

"Seventh brother, don’t be complacent yet. I know that your talent is very high. You have always looked up to the entire Shenyan City. Except for Nanfeng, no one can compare with you. But I also want to tell you that there is someone in this hall who has higher talents and qualifications than you! What else are you proud of?"

When he heard this, Qin Chuan felt cold in his heart. He knew that Young Master Zhou was going to harm him.................................

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