The crowd was stunned — not by what
Few among them were even paying attention to his words anymore.
All they knew was that Chu Feng had killed Nangong Yuliu.
Killed the biological grandson of
"Chu Feng, even if Nangong Yuliu did wrong
"How could you kill him?!"
An elder shouted — he was from the East Dragon Academy.
Whether he truly believed what he was saying, or was simply seizing the chance to curry favor with Nangong Chunyue, at this moment he wore a look of righteous fury, as though he were ready to condemn Chu Feng on the spot.
"Had Song Xi's wrongful conviction not been cleared, he would have been executed after ten days of flogging."
"Nangong Yuliu's life is a life — but Song Xi's life isn't?"
Chu Feng asked.
"Even if Song Xi was framed, that is a matter between them. Even if Nangong Yuliu was guilty, his sentence should have been decided by the Punishment Hall. What right did you have to kill him?"
It was not only that one East Dragon Academy elder who refused to accept it — this time, even more East Dragon Academy elders stepped forward.
Chu Feng's wrist turned, and the formation array that had recorded Nangong Yuliu's true face appeared in his palm.
It recorded not only Nangong Yuliu's wretched deeds, not only his arrogance and conceit, but also his intent to kill Chu Feng.
Yet Chu Feng clenched his fist and crushed the formation array into fragments.
He did not bother debating with them any further. Instead, he simply tossed out a single sentence: "I killed Nangong Yuliu. What can any of you do about it?"
"If anyone has a problem with that, I, Chu Feng, am right here. Come kill me."
Chu Feng's attitude was overwhelming — he looked as though he didn't have the slightest regard for any of them.
"You—!!"
Seeing Chu Feng like this, the elders didn't know what to say.
As hard as it was to believe, seeing the unwavering resolve in Chu Feng's eyes, they actually felt a twinge of fear.
Ever since Chu Feng had entered the Wulong dungeon, he had become extraordinarily dominant.
First, he had forced
Then, simply because Nangong Yuliu had offended his brother, he had cut him down without hesitation.
On top of that, he had claimed to wield the power of the King of Jail.
People couldn't help but wonder — was it true? If it was, then they had to seriously consider their own safety.
Even if they wanted to ingratiate themselves with Nangong Chunyue, they needed to weigh things carefully.
"Li Jiaojiao."
"Whether you live or die — that's for Song Xi to decide."
Chu Feng glanced at Li Jiaojiao, then took to the air and headed toward his own estate within the North Xuan Academy.
Seeing this, the North Xuan Academy head and the other North Xuan Academy elders hurriedly gave chase.
"Head, there's no need to say anything."
"I've already killed Nangong Yuliu, and if I've brought disaster, then so be it."
Before the North Xuan Academy head could open his mouth, Chu Feng spoke first.
"Chu Feng, you…"
"Sigh, you have no idea how doting Nangong Chunyue was toward Nangong Yuliu."
"Chu Feng, I know of a secret passage that leads out of the Wulong Martial Sect."
"Let me help you escape. Leave the Wulong Martial Sect and never come back."
The North Xuan Academy head said.
"If I run, then you'll be the one who pays the price, won't you?"
Chu Feng asked.
"It is my incompetence — I couldn't protect you. But I absolutely cannot let you die in the Wulong Martial Sect."
Though the North Xuan Academy head did not say it outright, his expression made it clear to Chu Feng: if he helped Chu Feng escape, he himself would almost certainly be killed.