"Oh?"
Duan Chen hadn't intended to take on this task initially, but seeing the red-haired man's expression sparked his interest.
He strode forward two steps, elegantly and casually shoving the red-haired man aside, and settled into the center seat of the sofa.
He casually poured a cup of tea and brought it to his lips, his demeanor relaxed.
"Do you have any opinions about me?"
Seeing himself so easily pushed aside, the red-haired man felt his pride stung, especially with three young women present.
"Opinions?"
He made no attempt to hide his fiery temper.
He let out a cold laugh.
"I don't know if I have opinions about you, but do you think you're in a position to offer us any suggestions?"
"I've heard of you, a high-ranking agent from the Su Cheng Spirit Hunter Guild branch. Frankly, I have no interest in Su Cheng at all. If it weren't for the great disaster you've faced this time, causing the capital region to specially allocate resources, do you think we would be here?"
The red-haired man plopped down onto a nearby sofa.
His posture was arrogant, and his expression filled with disdain.
"Moreover, this kind of lousy place... Heh heh, your place is specifically for producing spies and traitors, isn't it?"
He carelessly brought up a topic that Duan Chen had deliberately intended to avoid, like plucking a bloody splinter from rotten flesh.
Duan Chen's expression darkened abruptly.
The red-haired man, however, was unconcerned.
He sneered and pointed, "But there's a saying, 'When in Rome, do as the Romans do.' Since I'm here, I'll give you a chance."
"My name is..."
"I'm not interested in what your name is."
Duan Chen set down his teacup.
The bottom of the cup made a crisp clink against the table. He raised his eyes, adopting a formal expression for the first time, and faced the red-haired man.
"Let me see what you're thinking."
"You dislike this place? You don't seem to have the right, being merely a tail-ender in the capital region's selection."
The red-haired man maintained his arrogant posture.
Duan Chen's stance, however, became even more imposing. The moment these words were spoken, the red-haired man opposite him turned visibly grim, his teeth grinding together, glaring at Duan Chen as if he were his mortal enemy.
How could this be?
At the same time, his heart began to panic.
This was just a remote place; how could they possibly know his ranking in the capital region's selection? That ranking should not have been released yet.
Duan Chen let out a mocking laugh.
"You think the ranking there hasn't been released yet?"
"Indeed."
"But what I know, you yourself told me."
"Have you ever had any criminal experience?"
His gaze was sharp as he looked at the red-haired man. The red-haired man gritted his teeth, "You're the one with criminal experience!"
Duan Chen smiled, "Oh? So, for you, accidentally hitting and killing a hedgehog at the age of seven counts as criminal experience?"
"Although it's a pitiable event, to remember it until now, and to recall it when someone mentions criminal experience...
It seems you're still a fragile little baby. You're right, we are indeed not a good match."
"You!"
The red-haired man could no longer hold back. He stomped forward two steps, lunging towards Duan Chen and reaching out to grab his collar.
"What sorcery is this?"
Duan Chen kicked out, swatting his hand away, his eyes cold.
"You said you'd investigated me. Haven't you investigated my abilities?"
Abilities?
The red-haired man had indeed not looked into that.
Because when he arrived here, he felt like he was being exiled.
Naturally, he was unwilling to thoroughly investigate the place of his exile.
"Damn it!"
He felt his pride was being severely wounded. Gritting his teeth, he directly extended his hand, a ball of flame suddenly enveloping his fist.
"Enough."
Before the flaming fist could reach Duan Chen's face, a somewhat cool female voice suddenly came from his side.
"Long Yi, you've gone too far."
She stood up and blocked Duan Chen, and Long Yi, for some unknown reason, hesitated.
He glared fiercely at the woman in the white dress standing in front of Duan Chen. Finally, with a cold snort, he withdrew his hand and sat back down on the sofa.
He crossed his arms, looking incredibly displeased.
But he stopped provoking.
The woman in the white dress turned her head to look at Duan Chen.
She introduced herself.
First, she bowed, appearing quite polite.
The situation was becoming more interesting.
Duan Chen curled the corners of his lips slightly, watching the actions of these people before him.
"Hello, my name is Su Baiyi. I apologize that I couldn't prevent Long Yi's disrespect towards you earlier. After all, as he said, we are all victors of the capital region's selection.
Regardless of our ranking, it proves that we do possess some talent and strength."
"And Su Cheng is indeed a small place. Coming here, Long Yi has a naturally fiery temper, so it's normal for him to be displeased. But this does not mean we can be disrespectful to you, teacher."
"I'm very sorry, teacher."
Su Baiyi bowed slightly, revealing her perfect curves.
One small hand rested on her chest.
She raised her head to look at Duan Chen.
"So, teacher, can you forgive us?"
"Interesting," Duan Chen couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh.
"One plays the good cop, one plays the bad cop, trying to figure out my personality and temper, right?"
He stood up.
A flicker of surprise crossed Su Baiyi's eyes.
She seemed not to expect that her actions had failed.
They had always worked before...
She bit her lip lightly, feeling a sense of unease, not in control of the situation.
Duan Chen's eyes flashed, a hint of seductive pink appearing within them.
"You?!"
Su Baiyi's eyes widened in disbelief, "How can you use my talent?"
Duan Chen curled his lips, "The charm talent is indeed a good thing, but it's completely useless when used on me."
"And this."
He raised his hand, a raging flame burning on his fist.
Long Yi's face also collapsed.
He couldn't believe his eyes at what he was seeing.
Duan Chen spoke with harsh evaluation.
"The flame has decent destructive power, but a pity it's used in your hands... Tsk tsk."
He shrugged.
"I would also like to teach you, but unfortunately..."
He turned towards the door. As he reached the doorway, he looked back at the people in the room, their expressions fluctuating, and laughed again.
"I'm afraid I might accidentally hurt you pampered babies."