"How is this possible!" Alice's face changed dramatically.

At this moment, the people in the Pantheon were dumbfounded; they never dreamed that Lin Chen had escaped Alice's control of the Soul Capturing Technique.

Moreover, the next instant, a crisp sound echoed in the hall.

"Slap!!!"

This sound was crisp and loud, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Everyone locked their gaze on Lin Chen and Alice, and their eyes widened in shock.

Because at this moment, one of Lin Chen's hands was on Alice.

"Boom!"

Whether it was the onlookers or the people in the Pantheon, they were so shocked their eyes almost popped out.

Many rubbed their eyes, scarcely believing the scene unfolding before them.

"Damn."

"Lin Chen actually hit the Pantheon's young hall master."

"Geez, this guy is way too bold."

Not only were the onlookers dumbfounded, but Alice's mind went blank as well.

She felt her face burning, especially from the sensation coming from Lin Chen's hand. It was giving her a strange feeling, causing her young maiden's heart to flutter slightly.

But very quickly, Alice's cheeks turned red with embarrassment, her blue ocean-like eyes almost bursting with flames.

This bastard actually touched her butt in public.

"Wow, turns out foreign girls do feel different!"

What the heck.

The disciples of the Pantheon were almost collapsing.

In their eyes, the saint was being compared by Lin Chen to some widow from the village.

Alice was so angry she almost spewed blood.

"Bastard, I'll fight you!" Alice turned around, a golden dagger appearing in her hand.

"Fight me, but don't go too hard, pretty lady. Although I've heard that foreign girls are strong in battle, I'm the real deal, an enduring iron spear; you can't beat me," Lin Chen said mischievously.

Alice was infuriated by Lin Chen's vulgar words, her short knife flying wildly.

She had made up her mind that today she would chop Lin Chen into pieces.

Although Alice moved quickly, Lin Chen seemed like a gust of wind.

In the blink of an eye, knife shadows flew around the hall, one determined to chop the other into mince, while the other dodged left and right.

Lin Chen dodged while still continuously chatting with Alice.

"What do you mean by this, pretty lady? Trying to separate my clothes with a knife?"

"Geez, what's the deal here?"

"Big sister, if you like me, I could just strip for you, no need to mobilize such forces."

Alice was nearly collapsing; she found that her short knife had swung hundreds of times in an instant, but hadn't even touched Lin Chen's clothes!

This was simply a great humiliation for her.

In the Pantheon, Alice was a god-like existence; her Soul Capturing Technique was irresistible, and no one captured by it could stay conscious.

But today, her myth had been thoroughly broken by the bastard right in front of her; even worse, this guy dared to molest her.

Today, her image as Pantheon's saint had been completely destroyed by this bastard.

Lin Chen, tired of dodging, finally said: "Pretty lady, stop using your little knife to molest me. If you keep molesting, I'll hit you."

"Molest? And you want to hit me."

Alice was so furious she almost spat blood.

"Die, die, die."

Alice not only didn't stop, but her hand moved the knife faster and faster.

Seeing Alice not stopping, Lin Chen shook his head: "Ah, it seems your butt still needs some spanking."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Chen flicked his fingers, directly hitting the dagger in Alice's hand.

"Clang!" With a crisp sound, the dagger in Alice's hand fell to the ground.

Alice's face changed, and before she could react, Lin Chen rushed over like a hungry tiger.

"Damn it!"

Alice's face changed, wanting to retreat.

But Lin Chen was too fast; before she could move, one of Lin Chen's hands had already grabbed her slim waist, then pressed her onto the table!

Then Lin Chen raised his other hand high.

"Slap!"

Another crisp sound rang out.

Alice was completely dumbfounded at this moment.

"This bastard actually hit me again..."

Alice no matter how hard she thought, never imagined that as the Pantheon's young hall master, known as the Soul Queen, she would be defeated by Lin Chen today.

Her face was burning where Lin Chen had hit her.

"Do you yield?" Lin Chen teased.

"Bastard, I must kill you." Alice yelled furiously.

"Seems like you still don't yield."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Chen's palm rose again.

"Slap slap slap!"

The sound of slapping echoed throughout the hall.

Finally, the disciples of the Pantheon couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to fight Lin Chen.

But Lin Chen coldly shouted: "Anyone who dares come over, I'll strangle her."

Threatened by Lin Chen, the disciples of the Pantheon instantly backed down.

If the young hall master lost her life here, the hall master would definitely be furious, and no one present would survive.

"Hey, do you yield now!"

Lin Chen was threatening Alice at the moment.

"I yield." Alice finally gave in, gritting her teeth.

Hearing Alice's words, everyone present was stunned.

The Pantheon had never yielded to anyone before, but today the young hall master had yielded to a young man.

Lin Chen then picked Alice up from the table and placed her on his lap, just about to set her down.

Just then, the hotel door swung open, and Zhang Sanfeng along with several people dressed in European attire walked in.

The ambiguous scene between the two was perfectly captured by those who entered.

"Alice!"

At this moment, a beautiful lady chatting with Zhang Sanfeng saw the scene, and her face changed drastically.

"Lin Chen!" Zhang Sanfeng's old face was also stunned.

At this time, the hall was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.

The beautiful lady beside Zhang Sanfeng's face turned extremely cold: "Zhang Sanfeng, you need to give me an explanation."

At this point, Lin Chen let Alice down from his lap: "Miss Alice, your daily headache problem has been cured by my massage. In the future, control fewer people's minds, eat more walnuts to nurse your brain, and you should be fine."

"What, treatment!"

Pfft!

Lin Chen's words instantly amazed many people.

Goodness, they've seen hooligans, but never one with such a level of hooliganism.

Treating illness; this excuse was simply too perfect, too creative.

Instantly, the hall had many men with odd expressions on their faces; many even directly idolized Lin Chen.