"Isn't it said that only those with an invitation from Miss
"A waste like him shouldn't have the right to enter, right?" someone asked.
"Whether he's a waste in martial cultivation, that's true enough — but the underhanded tricks he's got up his sleeve are plenty. Getting thrown into the fire prison at Ice Summit Peak and still managing to escape? Naturally… he could also weasel his way in here,"
"Brother Xu, so are you going to have the
"Well, I suppose I should show some respect to my future wife." Xu Morong flashed a sinister smile, then turned toward
His shout rang across the entire Peach Blossom Spring, and every single person heard it crystal clear.
Before, only a few had noticed
"That bastard."
But before he could move, Chu Feng grabbed Wuma Shengjie's wrist and said in a low voice, "Just a bunch of jumping clowns. I want to see how high they can jump."
Chu Feng's words were transmitted secretly, and as he spoke, he flashed Wuma Shengjie a mischievous grin.
Seeing Chu Feng like that, Wuma Shengjie rolled his eyes but said nothing more. After hearing Chu Feng's words, he too had suddenly become curious to see what kind of tricks Xu Morong and his lot could pull.
Wuma Shengjie and Chu Feng's plans were beyond the knowledge of Gong Mingyue and the others. The moment Gong Mingyue laid eyes on Chu Feng, she felt her head throb with a pounding headache.
The pressure only intensified when she sensed every gaze around her converging squarely on her.
She knew that today, she had to make a choice.
"That bastard — he still dares to pester you? I'll go chase him off." As if sensing Gong Mingyue's dilemma, a member of the
"That won't be necessary." Gong Mingyue raised her hand to stop him.
"Mingyue, are you really going to let him off the hook like that?" the clan member asked.
"I'll handle this myself." With those words, Gong Mingyue walked toward Chu Feng under the watchful eyes of everyone present.
"Mm." Gong Mingyue was in far too foul a mood for lengthy explanations and simply gave a single nod.
But that confirmatory gesture left Gong Qing stunned. The one who had a headache before was Gong Mingyue — but now Gong Qing had one too.
One was the sister who had been by her side since childhood. The other was the benefactor who had helped her save Little Prickles. Gong Qing didn't want the two of them becoming enemies.
But if forced to choose, she would undoubtedly stand by Gong Mingyue's side. And so… she didn't follow any further, remaining where she stood, because she genuinely had no idea what to do.
"Chu Feng, there are certain things we need to make clear sooner or later. We might as well settle it today," Gong Mingyue said.
"Go ahead." Chu Feng was perfectly at ease.
"You and I are impossible. Please stop pestering me from now on," Gong Mingyue said.
"Pestering?" Chu Feng chuckled. "Do you perhaps have some kind of misunderstanding about me?"
"It seems I haven't been clear enough, so let me be more explicit: the man who wins Gong Mingyue's heart will assuredly be someone of the highest caliber in both character and cultivation — most certainly not someone of your despicable character," Gong Mingyue continued.
Hearing this, Wuma Shengjie's eyes blazed with fury — but Chu Feng showed not the slightest hint of anger. Instead, a smile spread across his face.
Chu Feng smiled because he genuinely found Gong Mingyue hilarious.
The onlookers, however, saw it very differently.
"He's actually laughing? Does this man have no sense of shame at all? The absolute pinnacle of shamelessness — I'd say that's this fellow right here."
"Truly thick-skinned."
Many people directed their scorn at Chu Feng.
…
…
"Sister."
Just then, a figure came rushing up behind Gong Mingyue at top speed.