The moment Su Mei spoke and unleashed her killing intent, the effect was absolutely staggering. Even Lin Yezhou's face went pale, leaving him tongue-tied.
This was the first time any of them had felt Su Mei's killing intent head-on. The sheer terror of it was unbearable — none of them dared look her in the eye.
"Remember, if you have time, come visit me."
But just as everyone stood frozen, too afraid to even raise their heads under the weight of her murderous aura, Su Mei suddenly softened, becoming gentle as still water. She turned to Chu Feng and spoke those words.
"Don't worry — I'll never lie to you." Chu Feng smiled and answered just as warmly.
Hearing his reply, Su Mei broke into a brilliant smile and let out a sweet, contented laugh before drifting gracefully away.
The onlookers stood gaping, their minds in turmoil, unable to stop themselves from speculating.
"What's going on? Has our goddess — the one we've never even seen the true face of — already become this Chu Feng's woman?"
"No, impossible. Absolutely impossible. She's the Heavenly Venerable's adopted daughter, someone above us all, who doesn't deign to look at anyone. She wouldn't even give Lin Yezhou the time of day — how could she possibly fall for a disciple of some backwater mountain?"
"Even if she wanted to, the Heavenly Venerable would never agree."
"There must be more to it. There has to be."
People refused to accept the reality that Chu Feng and Su Mei had become an item. One by one, they deceived themselves, convinced that the arrangement between Su Mei and Chu Feng had some other explanation.
But even they didn't really believe it. The suspicion gnawed at them, a pain that tore through their hearts — especially for the men who admired Su Mei. It was a devastating blow.
"Chu Feng, listen to me and listen well. I don't care if you're a Spirit World Master, and I don't care what your relationship with Senior Sister Sima is — but you'd better stay away from my little Mei, because you're not worthy of her."
Lin Yezhou suddenly spoke up, his tone domineering, staring at Chu Feng as though issuing a command. Hidden in his gaze was a faint but unmistakable thread of threatening fury.
"Heh…" But after hearing those words, Chu Feng simply laughed — laughed casually and without restraint. The reason he laughed was that he found the whole thing utterly ridiculous.
This Lin Yezhou had clearly been infatuated with Sima Ying before and had even attacked Chu Feng because of her. Yet now, having switched his sights to Little Mei, he had the audacity to say something like that. It only proved that Lin Yezhou was fickle, unreliable, and frankly, a joke.
The hidden meaning behind those words was painfully obvious — Lin Yezhou was telling Chu Feng that having Sima Ying should be enough, and that he had no business thinking about Little Mei.
But Chu Feng and Sima Ying were nothing to each other — just ordinary acquaintances. Little Mei, on the other hand, was Chu Feng's woman.
The very idea that some random outsider would come over with self-righteous airs and tell Chu Feng to stay away from his own woman was so laughable that Chu Feng couldn't help himself. He burst out laughing, making no effort to restrain it.
"What are you laughing at?" At the sight of Chu Feng's unrestrained amusement, Lin Yezhou's expression grew even uglier, the fury in his brow deepening.
"What I laugh at is none of your concern. And let me tell you something — what I do is none of your business either, because you don't have the right." Having said that, Chu Feng turned his back and strode into the Dragon Courtyard.
"Chu Feng, remember this — no one will shield you forever. And even if someone does, that doesn't mean no one can touch you." Lin Yezhou pointed at Chu Feng's retreating figure and shouted after him.
"Oh? Are you threatening me? Message received." Chu Feng merely smiled, utterly unconcerned, and walked calmly into the palace hall within the Dragon Courtyard.
At that moment, Lin Yezhou stood with both fists clenched, grinding his teeth, veins bulging across his face.
He was absolutely livid. Both of the women he desired treated him with cold indifference, yet they showed nothing but warmth toward Chu Feng. How could he not be enraged?
But beyond his fury, there was nothing he could do. No matter how much he hated Chu Feng, here — in this place — he truly didn't dare lay a finger on him. After all, Chu Feng was under the protection of Miao Renlong.