Chapter 3672: I Came for Chu Feng

"Subordinate Wuma Yantian greets My Lord."

Upon seeing Wuming Fenghuo, Wuma Yantian hastily released Chu Feng and dropped to his knees in terror.

"We greet My Lord!"

Immediately after, the tens of thousands of elites from the Wuma Heavenly Clan's branch clan, who had been hovering in the void, all descended from midair and knelt down in orderly rows.

The branch clan members were stunned. The main clan members were stunned too.

Wuming Yan had already verified that Chu Feng's token was fake — so why had Wuming Fenghuo himself appeared?

Then was the token real or fake?

What in the world was going on?

But compared to that, what they cared about far more was why Wuming Fenghuo would intervene in this matter.

Could that junior of the Chu Heavenly Clan really have that much face — enough to summon even Wuming Fenghuo?

What they didn't know was that even Chu Feng himself had been startled upon seeing Wuming Fenghuo appear.

"Wuming Yan, what was the meaning of what you said earlier? Were you questioning my orders?"

Wuming Fenghuo cast his cold gaze upon Wuming Yan.

"My Lord, your subordinate wouldn't dare. It's just that… it's just…"

"Just what?" Wuming Fenghuo's gaze grew even colder.

"Nothing… nothing at all. Your subordinate was foolish. Please punish me, My Lord."

Wuming Yan had wanted to say that the token was clearly fake — otherwise how could he have crushed it?

But he had already realized the truth. Since Wuming Fenghuo had shown up in person, it was obvious he intended to protect Chu Feng.

If he dared say the token was fake now, he would only be asking for trouble. Even if he had grievances, he could only swallow them in silence.

"The Wuma Heavenly Clan attempted to exterminate its own kin, and not only did you fail to stop it — you actively aided the crime. Did you think I would let you off?"

"But I will not punish you personally. Instead, I will report this matter to the Domain Master, and the Domain Master will render judgment," Wuming Fenghuo said.

"Spare me, My Lord! Please spare me!"

"I will never dare do such a thing again!"

Wuma Yantian was so frightened that he hastily dropped to one knee in midair and repeatedly begged Wuming Fenghuo for mercy.

If Wuming Fenghuo had handled this matter himself, it might still have been manageable. But if it was reported to the Domain Master, then things would become truly dire.

"My Lord, I know my mistake. Please, I beg you, give me one chance. I beg you."

Seeing this, Wuma Yantian and the other branch clan members also began kowtowing to Wuming Fenghuo and begging for mercy.

"Give you a chance?"

"Does a matter like this even require me to give you a chance?"

"Even a vicious tiger knows not to eat its own cubs. The main clan and the branch clan share the same blood. What hatred could possibly be so great as to drive you to slaughter your own kin and leave none alive?"

"When you descend into the nine springs in the afterlife, will you be able to face your ancestors with a clear conscience?" Wuming Fenghuo asked coldly.

"My Lord, I was wrong. I was confused. I was completely confused." Wuma Yantian confessed his error over and over, and at the same time actually burst into tears, snot and all, wailing in what appeared to be genuine grief.

Though his crying was quite convincing, everyone knew he could not truly be remorseful. He was merely putting on an act out of sheer terror of Wuming Fenghuo.

"Apologizing to me is useless. You should be apologizing to your own kin," Wuming Fenghuo said.

"Brother Wuma, I was wrong. For the sake of our shared bloodline, could you give us one chance to make amends?" Wuma Yantian actually turned and apologized to the Wuma Heavenly Clan's Clan Master.

But anyone with eyes could see that he wasn't truly afraid of the Wuma Clan Master. He simply had no choice under the overwhelming pressure of Wuming Fenghuo's authority.

"Lord Wuming Fenghuo, if they can promise never to bully my clan again, then please — give them a chance for today's matter," the Wuma Heavenly Clan's Clan Master pleaded with Wuming Fenghuo.

"Did you hear that?" Wuming Fenghuo asked.

"We heard, My Lord. I, Wuma Yantian, swear by the heavens that I will never trouble them again. If I dare go back on my word, may I die without heirs and meet a wretched end," Wuma Yantian swore with absolute conviction.

The oath he swore was viciously harsh. The reason he dared make such a vow was that he had genuinely given up any thought of bothering the main clan again.

With Wuming Fenghuo backing them, he truly did not dare provoke them any longer.

Wuming Fenghuo was someone he simply could not afford to offend.

"Very well. I will give you one chance. Dismiss your people."

Wuming Fenghuo waved his hand.

"Thank you, My Lord! Thank you, My Lord!"

Wuma Yantian didn't dare hesitate for even a moment. He gathered his branch clan members and departed immediately.