"What do you mean by creating your own path and starting a new lineage?"

Upon hearing Lin Chen's words, there was a brief silence, followed by a burst of laughter from the crowd.

"Kid, are you joking? Creating your own path, who do you think you are?"

"Yeah, with that attitude, you think you can start something new."

Hearing everyone's ridicule, Li Mengli's face darkened. Just as she was about to argue on Lin Chen's behalf, there was a commotion at the door, and a group of people dressed in eccentric clothing walked in.

Even though they were dressed differently, they all had a tattoo of a cross on their necks.

"They're people from the Manshen Temple," Tian Biao's expression changed slightly.

Seeing this group, martial artists from various countries in the hall looked tense.

These people were very unreasonable. After entering the room, they started cursing and drove away the martial artists who were dining.

What puzzled Lin Chen was that even though these martial artists were infuriated, they all obediently allowed themselves to be driven away.

"Is this Manshen Temple that impressive? Why are these people afraid of them?" Lin Chen asked Li Mengli.

Li Mengli gave a bitter smile, "The people from Manshen Temple are the most arrogant and tyrannical. Unlike other factions, they come from unorthodox backgrounds and are superpowered individuals. Their most notable trait is that they have no rules and act as they please."

"No rules, act as they please?" Lin Chen was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

"Yes, these people have no rules in their actions. If you provoke them, they won't rest until one of you is dead, and they'll use every underhanded method possible. That's why no one wants to offend them," Li Mengli explained softly.

"So that's why," Lin Chen finally understood why these martial artists feared them.

In this world, the most troublesome people are those without rules, because they act recklessly with no regard for consequences.

At this moment, Tian Biao's expression changed slightly, "Damn, those guys are coming towards us."

By now, all the other martial artists in the hall had been driven away, and that group was walking towards Lin Chen's table.

Tian Biao and his friends all had grim expressions on their faces.

Then a young man with a peculiar hairstyle swaggered over and knocked on the table.

"You Chinese pigs, are you deaf? Didn't you hear us telling you to scram?"

At that moment, a dozen or so Manshen Temple members surrounded Lin Chen and the others.

These people were fierce and had threatening expressions, making it clear that if they dared to refuse, a bloodbath would ensue.

Facing the dominant aura of the opposition, Tian Biao and those Chinese martial artists were already trembling with fear.

Bear in mind, each person from Manshen Temple had superpowers and were ruthless killers. If a fight broke out, they would definitely be no match for them.

Tian Biao gritted his teeth, stood up, and cupped his hands towards the peculiar-haired man, speaking fluently in English, "Brother, we belong to the Chinese Martial Arts Alliance. I know your branch hall master, Hughes. Can you give me some face?"

Tian Biao hadn't expected to encounter people from Manshen Temple during his treat, especially since Li Mengli was his dream girl. If they were chased away just like that, he'd lose face. Hence, he tried to negotiate, hoping they would give him some face.

However, it was clear they weren't buying it. The peculiar-haired man coldly replied, "The branch hall master is nothing. Our young hall master will be here soon, and we've reserved this place. Leave if you know what's good for you, or else you'll be killed without mercy."

"Killed without mercy!"

The arrogance of the opposition was extreme. Tian Biao's face turned red, as they showed him no respect and instead humiliated him.

At this moment, the people from Manshen Temple were readying themselves for action.

Sensing their murderous intent, Tian Biao wiped the sweat from his face and forced a smile, "Okay, okay, since the young hall master is coming, we'll leave, we'll leave immediately."

After saying this, he signaled to the others, and the members of the Chinese Martial Arts Alliance all stood up, preparing to leave.

Seeing Tian Biao and the others about to obediently leave, the peculiar-haired man wore a triumphant smile.

But suddenly his gaze sharpened as he noticed another young man still sitting, leisurely drinking tea, with no intention of leaving.

"Hmm!"

The peculiar-haired man's expression turned cold, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.

"Kid, did you not hear us when we told you to leave? Do you have a death wish?"

Upon hearing the peculiar-haired man's words, Tian Biao and the others turned to see who was still sitting, turning pale with fear.

It turned out that Lin Chen was still calmly seated, one leg over the other, sipping tea, with no intention of leaving.

Hearing the peculiar-haired man's words, Lin Chen raised his hand and splashed the tea leaves from his cup onto the peculiar-haired man's face.

"Are you a dog? Barking so loudly. I was here first. What gives you the right to make me leave?"

Lin Chen's actions and his dominant words shocked Tian Biao and the others out of their wits, and even the peculiar-haired man was dumbfounded, having tea leaves splashed all over his face.

The peculiar-haired man never expected that this young man had the audacity to splash tea on him and insult them by calling them barking dogs.

Instantly, the members of Manshen Temple surrounded Lin Chen, glaring at him fiercely.

Seeing this, an insidious smile crept across Tian Biao's lips.

"Idiot, does he think this is China? Putting on an act in the wrong place, daring to offend the Manshen Temple is asking for death."

At this moment, Li Mengli's expression also changed. She quickly said to Tian Biao, "Tian Biao, quickly help Lin Chen."

Tian Biao sported a mocking expression, "Mengli, it's not that I don't want to help Lin Chen, it's just that I can't. This kid brought it upon himself. I really can't help him."

"You..." Li Mengli stamped her foot angrily.

She turned around, about to rush over to help Lin Chen, but was stopped by Tian Biao, "Junior Sister Li, Master Li Tian is my martial uncle. I can't let you take risks for that brat."

"Move aside!" Li Mengli demanded angrily.

Tian Biao signaled, and several Chinese martial artists moved to block Li Mengli's path.

At this moment, the peculiar-haired man wiped the tea leaves from his face, his eyes full of killing intent, "Kid, I'll give you a chance, kneel and kowtow, or I'll dismember you."

In the hall, the martial artists who had been driven away stopped to watch the spectacle.

The crowd was abuzz with speculation, wondering who had such audacity to confront the Manshen Temple.

In the astonished gaze of everyone, Lin Chen unhurriedly poured another cup of tea and said coldly, "I'll give you a chance too. Get lost and don't disturb my meal, or I'll turn you all into dead dogs."

"Boom!"

Lin Chen's words were like a thunderclap, leaving the entire hall in deathly silence.

Everyone looked at Lin Chen as if he were an idiot. Was this kid insane? How could he dare to threaten the Manshen Temple?

The peculiar-haired man, enraged to the point of laughing, nodded, "Alright, alright, kid, you're the most courageous Chinese I've ever seen, but also the one who will die the most miserably. Brothers, kill him for me."