"Not only do I know her, but back then I visited the Flying Flower Manor together with Wang Yuxian and the others."
"At that time, the disciples of the Dao Sea had encountered a problem and wanted the Flying Flower Manor to help."
"And then…"
After that, Chu Feng proceeded to recount the entire story of their visit to the Flying Flower Manor, and what they had experienced there, in front of everyone.
The reason Chu Feng brought this up was to let everyone know about the evil deeds of the Flying Flower Manor.
However, after Chu Feng finished speaking, the effect was extremely poor—those people simply did not believe a word of what he said.
Even the Eight Sword Immortals of the Dao Sea did not believe him.
"Truly beyond saving. Slandering the Flying Flower Manor is already intolerable, and now you even want to drag my junior sister into this?"
"My junior sister—how could she possibly know someone like you?"
"Beyond saving, truly beyond saving. What a waste of such talent."
The rebukes from the Eight Sword Immortals of the Dao Sea grew ever more severe. They simply did not believe that Chu Feng knew Wang Yuxian, and naturally they did not believe anything else he had to say either.
"This is nothing but a despicable lowlife. He not only slanders the Flying Flower Manor but actually drags Miss Wang and the others into it as well. So young, and yet so depraved?"
"I truly cannot understand why Grandmaster Huizhi would protect such a person."
As for the others who did not know the truth, their words were even more vicious.
Faced with this situation, Chu Feng did not get angry. He was not only stating the truth—he was also trying to stall for time. After all, if he left this city, he would have to face annihilation at the hands of the Flying Flower Manor's headmaster.
So regardless of whether these people believed him or not, Chu Feng simply wanted to stay as long as possible before figuring out a plan.
"Young friend, you must leave now."
"What the grandmaster means is not that I will protect you indefinitely—rather, I am to escort you out of the city."
Ping Fan seemed to have seen through Chu Feng's intentions, and so he spoke to Chu Feng once more.
"Senior, I still have matters to attend to within the city. Let me finish handling a few things first, and then I'll leave."
Chu Feng said.
"I am responsible for escorting you out of the city. If you have things to do, you can come back on your own later."
Once Ping Fan finished saying this, he seized Chu Feng by the arm and began forcibly dragging him toward the city gates.
"Senior, wait—there's no need to be so hasty about this."
"If I just finish taking care of my business, you can escort me out afterward. It won't be too late."
"I can wrap things up very quickly."
Chu Feng continued trying to salvage the situation.
But no matter what he said, Ping Fan paid him no heed. He was determined to force Chu Feng out of the city.
Faced with this outcome, Chu Feng truly felt like crying without tears.
What on earth was happening? Being sent out of the city at this moment was practically sending him to his death.
And as Ping Fan forcibly escorted Chu Feng toward the city gates, not only did the people of the Flying Flower Manor follow with predatory gazes locked on Chu Feng—practically everyone who had heard about the situation followed as well.
They really were the kind of spectators who thrived on trouble. Each and every one of them wanted to witness firsthand what would become of Chu Feng once he stepped outside the city walls.
At this moment, Grandmaster Huizhi's intentions were perfectly clear—he no longer planned to protect him.
Escorting him out of the city was nothing more than a token gesture.
As for that mysterious expert, Chu Feng had no idea whether they would actually show up or not.
And the divine deer within his body remained silent as ever.
If things continued this way, only one path awaited Chu Feng—the path to death.