822: Chapter 822 Anyone who wants the key, step forward and I'll distribute it myself!

Dirk's face changed completely.

The Five Clans weren't even worth mentioning?

FUCK!

Who on earth was this person???

He looked at the Black-robed man opposite him, but the more he looked, the colder his spine felt.

Although that delicate face was smiling, the depths of his eyes were like a frozen pool, bottomless...

This was definitely a very! Very! Very! Powerful existence!

"Who... who on earth are you???"

Dirk's whole body tensed up.

The Black-robed man said indifferently: "You don't need to worry about who I am, you just need to help me spread one thing."

Dirk's eyes focused.

"What thing?"

"Tell everyone on this ship... that Ye Chen is holding three bronze gate keys."

The Black-robed man smiled meaningfully.

"There are quite a few ambitious people on this ship."

"The One Clan, Three Sects, Five Gates, the elites of various major families, the best of the loose cultivators..."

"As long as the news gets out, there will naturally be people to help him shoulder his worries."

Dirk's breathing hitched abruptly.

Three!

He never expected...

That Ye Chen was actually holding three keys!

Clearly, the championship only offered one as a reward!

If this news really got out, that would be more than just 'helping him shoulder his worries'.

That would be like putting Ye Chen on a fire to roast!

"Then what do you want?"

Dirk took a deep breath, remaining extremely calm.

He would never believe...

That this person didn't want anything!

Because.

Often, free is the most expensive.

The Black-robed man put away the jade pendant and narrowed his eyes.

"Me? I don't want anything."

"I just want to see exactly..."

"How strong that Ye Chen is."

Dirk was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but ask: "Is that Ye Chen really that strong?"

The Black-robed man stood up from his seat.

Then.

He walked towards the cabin door.

"Very strong."

"The entire The Association combined isn't a match for him alone..."

"No."

"He could take you all out with one hand."

"You will be like flies being swatted, swatted dead one by one."

Dirk: "!!!!!!"

Shock!

Too shocking!

This one sentence directly shattered Dirk's illusions, and even... made him realize what kind of existence he had offended.

But...

There is no turning back once the arrow is shot.

If they let Ye Chen leave Antarctica alive, it would be a catastrophe for their family.

The Black-robed man ignored him, and when he reached the door, his figure disappeared.

As if he had never existed, leaving behind only a laugh that gradually faded into the distance.

Dirk stood alone in the suite, taking a long time to recover.

The next second.

He grabbed the phone on the table and dialed a number.

"It's me."

"Get someone to do something immediately..."

"I want everyone on the ship to know in the shortest possible time!"

...

"Achoo~"

Ye Chen was sunbathing with his eyes closed when he suddenly sneezed for no reason.

"Hmm? Which bastard is plotting against me?"

Yan Qingwu was scrolling through her phone without looking up: "You have so many enemies, isn't it normal for them to be talking about you? It would be strange if you didn't sneeze."

Ye Chen: "..."

He rubbed his nose and leaned back into the lounge chair.

"Fine, then let them talk."

"Anyway, talking won't kill anyone."

"But if they talk for too long..."

"They'll be the ones who deserve to die."

Yan Qingwu heard this and silently gave this statement a thumbs up.

...

Noon.

The Aurora's restaurant opened.

Ye Chen ordered two bowls of tomato and egg noodles, a plate of Kung Pao Chicken, and added a side of smashed cucumber.

Then.

He picked a corner seat by the window and sat down.

Yan Qingwu stuffed a piece of cucumber into her mouth, chewed twice, and suddenly sensed something was wrong.

"Eh?"

She nudged Ye Chen with her elbow, "Don't you think... the atmosphere in the cafeteria is a bit strange?"

Ye Chen buried his head in his noodles and mumbled an "Hmm."

Yan Qingwu scanned the surroundings.

There were clearly plenty of people dining at noon, but after they sat down, the people at the nearby tables who had been chatting heatedly suddenly quieted down.

Following that.

They would steal glances at their table from time to time...

Yan Qingwu put down her chopsticks and frowned slightly: "Why do those people keep looking at us?"

Ye Chen drank the soup in his bowl until it was empty before putting it down with satisfaction.

"Probably because of this morning."

"I'm so handsome, surely people are paying attention."

Yan Qingwu's mouth twitched: "Does 'handsome' have anything to do with you? I think it's because the sound of you slapping that person's face was too loud, they remembered it, but..."

She nudged her chin towards the diagonal corner.

"The looks from those few people don't seem like curiosity, but rather malice."

Ye Chen glanced in the direction of her gaze: "That's hard to say."

Before he even finished speaking.

"BANG!"

A large, fan-like hand slammed onto their table, making the plates jump.

Both of them looked up.

A burly man stood before them.

He stared down at Ye Chen: "You, are you Ye Chen?"

Ye Chen raised his eyelids: "Need something?"

The burly man didn't answer, but bent down, bracing his hands on the edge of the table.

"I heard... you have three bronze gate keys in your hand?"

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment.

The sounds in the restaurant all disappeared.

Dozens of gazes turned towards them.

Ye Chen turned his head to look at Yan Qingwu, and Yan Qingwu also turned her head to look at him.

Both understood what the other was thinking...

Look.

Trouble is already here?

Ye Chen looked back at the burly man and grinned.

"That's right."

WHOOSH!

As soon as the words left his mouth, it was like a stone had been thrown into the restaurant, causing a wave of suppressed commotion.

Countless gazes flooded in from all directions.

Greed!

Fear!

Excitement!

Countless different gazes surrounded Ye Chen all at once.

The rumors were true!

This Ye Chen really had three keys in his hand???

The burly man's eyes were immediately filled with greed.

"Kid, holding three keys all by yourself, aren't you afraid they'll burn your hands?"

Ye Chen shook his head: "Of course not, if I was afraid, would I be holding them?"

Burly man: "..."

People around: "..."

He made a very good point!

He really did make a good point!

The people around were all speechless...

Ye Chen ignored the expressions of the whole room and added: "It's just like having money in your pocket, would you think the money is too hot to handle? No, right? So why do you think I'd think the keys are too hot to handle?"

The burly man's face darkened.

"Ye Chen, I don't care how tough your mouth is, make it clear today..."

"Hand over two bronze keys immediately!"

"Otherwise you are the enemy of this entire ship!"

"You know how many people on this ship are eyeing those three keys, trying to hog them all for yourself will just get you killed!"

As soon as these words were spoken, people around immediately chimed in, their eyes filled with greed.

"That's right! Holding three keys all by yourself, that's way too greedy!"

"At least hand over two, then we can talk!"

"If you know what's good for you, hand them over obediently, don't force us to take action!"

...

They all knew very well what it meant for three bronze gate keys to be held by one person!

If they could seize them before the conference started...

That would be equivalent to having a reservation for a fourth one.

And there were only nine keys in total, so that would be almost half of them!!!

Ye Chen heard this and laughed instead of getting angry: "That depends on whether you are worthy of being my enemy."

Arrogant!

Overbearing!

Lawless!

He didn't put the people around him in his eyes at all!

The expressions of the whole room changed drastically, and some people slammed the table and stood up.

"What do you mean?"

"Who the hell are you looking down on?"

"There are so many of us, and you're just a punk from the Dragon Kingdom, do you really think you're invincible?"

"Too arrogant! If we don't teach him a lesson today, he'll really think we're soft persimmons!"

...

The atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly became tense.

Seven or eight people surrounded Ye Chen at the same time, full of murderous intent.

Ye Chen couldn't help but laugh: "No... everyone, I just said one sentence, and it triggered you guys this much?"

Everyone: "???"

Look!

Is that human language?

He even gave them the title of 'triggered guys'?

Simply outrageous!!!

However.

Before they could retort, Ye Chen shrugged and continued.

"Alright, I'm full, do you want to come one by one, or all together?"

"I suggest all together, it saves time."

"You're courting death!" The burly man was the first to explode, his large hand hacking down towards Ye Chen.

The next second.

The air wave made the bowls and dishes on the table jump.

Seeing this, Ye Chen simply raised his hand and thrust his chopsticks forward.

The bamboo chopsticks were like a javelin, piercing through the burly man's palm without warning.

Then.

It pierced through the wall behind him.

The burly man's movement paused, and he looked down at the bloody hole that had appeared in his palm, stunned.

He had actually been pierced through!?

"AH!!!"

A few seconds later, he suddenly woke up, let out a scream like a slaughtered pig, covered his palm, and stumbled backwards.

The people in the restaurant who were just clamoring all shut their mouths.

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and scanned the room: "Next... who else wants the key? Step up, I'll hand them out personally."