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The other experts from the Holy Witch Cult followed their leader onto the deck. Once everyone had boarded the ship, Luo Baihao made his way to the cabin of the painted boat.
The boat was large, and the cabin resembled a spacious reception room. Jiang Chen was leisurely seated inside, enjoying tea with Zeng Xianyi and Li Yang. As Luo Baihao and the others poured into the room, Jiang Chen did not rise; he simply held his teacup and glanced at Luo Baihao with indifference.
Their eyes met, and while Jiang Chen's gaze was calm and unruffled, Luo Baihao's expression was much more complex. Before their encounter, Jiang Chen had felt a hint of curiosity about this leader of the Holy Witch Cult, but it was merely a fleeting curiosity. Now that they met, he felt no surprise, maintaining his composure.
However, for Luo Baihao, seeing Jiang Chen only deepened his uncertainty. He had encountered many enigmatic figures in his lifetime, but someone as young and profound as Jiang Chen was a first for him. Jiang Chen's youth seemed entirely genuine; it did not appear to be a result of any Disguise Technique.
Zeng Xianyi, Li Yang, and the others could not help but scrutinize this leader of the Holy Witch Cult. It would be a lie to say they were not nervous. Ye Xiaoying, also a top martial artist, found it difficult to gauge Luo Baihao, as if he were staring into a black hole.
"This world is full of surprises; if it weren't for Mr. Jiang being here, we might have had a tough time dealing with the Holy Witch Cult," Ye Xiaoying thought to himself. However, with Jiang Chen present, the weight on his heart lifted momentarily. Not being able to see through Luo Baihao was one thing; he found it even more challenging to understand Jiang Chen. If all went according to plan, Luo Baihao would soon vanish from this world.
Some matters in this world appeared quite complicated. For instance, the Holy Witch Cult's invasion of Huaxia had prompted Li Yang to resort to using Super Weapons, indicating the severity of the situation. Yet with Jiang Chen's intervention, things began to simplify.
So much so that Zeng Xianyi even thought they had come to Xiangxi for tourism with the Martial Arts Special Forces since they had not been called upon for any real action.
"Clan Leader Liao, our guests have traveled far; please arrange seats for them," Jiang Chen said.
Liao Yangmai acknowledged him and personally retrieved a stack of plastic stools from a corner—those small ones that were only twenty centimeters high. He placed the stools in the middle of the room and said to Luo Baihao and the others, "Mr. Jiang has provided seats; please sit."
Some members of the Holy Witch Cult did not understand Huaxia Language, but witnessing this scene made their faces turn pale; they felt humiliated.
"Leader, this kid is too arrogant! We have nothing to discuss with him; let's just kill him," Zou Konghu said angrily. Supported by another elder from the Holy Witch Cult, Zou Konghu recalled yesterday's humiliation and burned with rage.
Jiang Chen had humiliated him yesterday and now insulted his leader today—this bitterness was hard to swallow.
"Elder Zou, you are mistaken. If it weren't for your leader coming here personally today, I doubt even Xiao Ma would have a seat. If you don't want to sit, then stand," Liao Yangmai scoffed.
Luo Baihao's gaze darkened as he slowly extended his hand; the small stool before him began to levitate before shattering in mid-air due to his power.
"Mr. Jiang," Luo Baihao spoke in a low tone, "I wonder why you oppose our Holy Witch Cult? It seems we have not provoked you." He had lived for a hundred years and could maintain his composure; Jiang Chen's confidence compelled him to take this matter seriously. He needed to understand his opponent's depth before taking action.
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