Chu Feng waved his sleeve, and a brand-new set of clothes materialized on his body.
He then walked back in front of Xia Xingchen.
"Senior..."
Chu Feng once again offered the Universe Bag.
But after Xia Xingchen took the Universe Bag, she stuffed it right back into Chu Feng's clothes. "Enough. I said it's yours, so it's yours. Say another word and I'll hit you."
"Then I thank you, Senior." Seeing that Xia Xingchen's stance was firm, Chu Feng simply smiled and accepted it.
But hearing Chu Feng say "thank you," Xia Xingchen's face stiffened, and her flickering eyes were filled with shame.
She had actually been able to observe the situation in the great hall from within the formation.
So she knew about the arrival of that bald old man, and she knew about the torture Chu Feng had endured.
That torture was no light matter.
But if it hadn't been for her desire to complete her mastery of the Firmament Immortal Art through this cultivation array as much as possible, Chu Feng could have suffered a bit less.
That was why she felt ashamed.
But looking at Chu Feng now, she was also surprised.
"Kid, how come you're acting like nothing happened?"
The reason Xia Xingchen asked this was because Chu Feng's body had already recovered, and even his aura was rapidly returning to normal.
She felt guilty, but Chu Feng genuinely seemed fine.
"Just superficial wounds — it's only natural to be fine," Chu Feng said with a broad grin.
"What? You call that a superficial wound?" Xia Xingchen's beautiful eyes blinked, finding it unbelievable.
"If not a superficial wound, then what? That bald old man wanted to keep me conscious, so he never actually damaged my soul. He only injected pain into it. Doesn't that count as a superficial wound?"
"And I just happen to have tough skin and thick flesh — naturally resistant to beating," Chu Feng added.
"You, kid, are more than just tough-skinned. Your mind is strong too."
Xia Xingchen said this because she knew exactly what that old man's methods were.
That bald old man hadn't been bragging. The fact that he could hold the position of Hall Master of the Firmament Immortal Sect's Punishment Hall wasn't because of his cultivation — it was because of his torture techniques.
Under his interrogation methods, almost no one could keep their secrets.
And Chu Feng was right — the bald old man's torture techniques indeed didn't directly damage the soul.
But that pain, those methods of punishment, had an enormous impact on the mind.
Even if someone who had gone mad could be cured, the heart demons left behind would ruin their future prospects.
But Chu Feng truly hadn't been affected at all.
"You're right, Senior. My mind is indeed quite strong."
"But tell me the truth, Senior — didn't I perform well just now?" Chu Feng asked proudly.
"You performed very well," Xia Xingchen said.
"If Senior thinks my performance was acceptable, then there's something I'd like to ask you. Please tell me the truth," Chu Feng said.
"You want to know why I left the Firmament Immortal Sect?" Xia Xingchen asked.
"Wasn't what you said to that bald old man the whole story just now?" Chu Feng asked.
"It wasn't the whole story. But if you want to know, I can tell you. However, you must keep it a secret, because I don't want anyone else to know. That's why even my handmaiden doesn't know the full truth of why I left the Firmament Immortal Sect," Xia Xingchen said.
"Senior, actually I wanted to ask about something else," Chu Feng said.
"Something else? What?" Xia Xingchen asked.
"Are you and Chu Xuanyan truly enemies?" Chu Feng asked.
Seeing that Chu Feng was still curious about this, Xia Xingchen smiled meaningfully. "Then do you really not know Chu Xuanyan?"
"Actually, I do know him. He's my father," Chu Feng said.
But hearing Chu Feng's words, Xia Xingchen showed no surprise. "I already knew."
At this, Chu Feng wasn't surprised either. Instead, he said, "It seems Senior truly does have a way to test it."
"Is there something related to my father on your wrist?"