"Chu Feng, you brought this on yourself."
Shengguang Haoxuan's face twisted into a savage grin. His wild hair whipped about as a surging wave of oppressive aura, like an invisible beast, lunged toward Chu Feng.
BOOM—
The moment that oppressive force was unleashed, a piercing boom rang out, and the entire grand hall trembled several times.
But Chu Feng was unharmed, because that oppressive force had never even gotten close to him.
Another powerful wave of aura had surged from the crowd, colliding with Shengguang Haoxuan's. The two forces clashed and canceled each other out.
"Why are you stopping me?"
Shengguang Haoxuan turned to Shengguang Chuyao, a trace of fury in his eyes.
He knew it was Shengguang Chuyao who had blocked his attack.
Truthfully, he and Shengguang Chuyao got along well. But his hatred for Chu Feng ran bone-deep, and he had finally found the chance to teach Chu Feng a lesson — only to be stopped. Even Shengguang Chuyao couldn't keep his rage in check right now.
"Haoxuan, Brother Chu Feng is actually a decent person. You were in the wrong earlier, and he didn't rub it in. There's really no need for us to—"
Shengguang Chuyao was trying to talk him down.
WUMM—
Suddenly, a white radiance descended like a cage, sealing him in as well.
It was Shengguang Menglai.
"Oh my, it seems you've made up your mind to repay kindness with betrayal?"
Chu Feng looked at Shengguang Menglai without the slightest trace of fear. If anything, there was a playful glint in his eyes.
"Setting aside who was right or wrong, no one from the Sacred Valley may be humiliated within the Sacred Valley."
"Young Master Chu Feng, please endure this for a moment."
After saying that, Shengguang Menglai turned to Shengguang Haoxuan.
"Don't hit too hard. Just keep it within reason."
Though she spoke as though urging Shengguang Haoxuan to show restraint — appearing perfectly benevolent — Chu Feng felt not a shred of gratitude.
After all, she was the one who had ordered Shengguang Haoxuan to teach him a lesson in the first place.
It wasn't as though you were supposed to be grateful just because someone who beat you didn't beat you as hard as they could. That wasn't how the world worked.
So Chu Feng let out a contemptuous laugh and fixed his gaze on Shengguang Haoxuan.
"Shengguang Haoxuan, I'll give you one piece of advice: control yourself, and don't be shameless just because someone gave you face."
"If you dare lay a hand on me, I'll break both your arms."
Chu Feng said.
"What a joke! Without the power of this place, what are you? You dare threaten me?"
"Break my arms? Right now… I'll snap both your arms and rip out your tongue!"
This time, Shengguang Haoxuan didn't release his oppressive aura. He launched himself forward, closing the distance to Chu Feng in an instant.
His hands clawed out like two sharp eagle talons, aiming straight for Chu Feng's mouth — he genuinely intended to rip the man's tongue out.
Among the younger generation of the Sacred Valley, some watched this cruel spectacle with glee, thoroughly enjoying the show.
Others felt a pang of pity for Chu Feng and couldn't bear to watch, turning their gazes elsewhere.
PFFT—
The next instant, blood sprayed through the air.
A miserable scream exploded through the hall.
But those who had looked away felt their hearts tighten — because something was wrong with that scream. It wasn't Chu Feng's voice. It was Shengguang Haoxuan.
They snapped their eyes back and froze in disbelief.
Chu Feng stood without a scratch. But Shengguang Haoxuan had lost both his arms.
Blood gushed from the severed stumps like twin pillars. He let out scream after scream, his face contorted with terror as he staggered backward.
And those severed arms were clutched in someone's hands.
Not Chu Feng's hands — Shengguang Menglai's.
No one had noticed when she had moved in front of Chu Feng, but she had torn both of Shengguang Haoxuan's arms off with her bare hands.