Chapter 3697
- Jiang Chen looked cold, and Xuan Shenji did not know how to respond. What Jiang Chen said was exactly right. Only those who are weak would try to reason and those who are strong would ascend to the top of the stage. History is written by the winners. Those who failed would not get a chance to talk.
- “You forced me to do this! Jiang Chen.”
- Xuan Shenji’s eyes were glaring with fire. He moved his hand and a huge, bloody drum appeared. The drumhead was black and the drum itself was red.