"Chu Feng?" Seeing Chu Feng, the crowd immediately erupted with excitement. Many people even began cheering his name, some so moved that tears welled up in their eyes, others trembling with excitement.
Chu Feng was currently the most renowned figure in the entire Martial Sacred Land.
After all that had transpired, many people believed that Chu Feng was the one most likely to become the Emperor in this era.
As such, Chu Feng's popularity in the Martial Sacred Land was extraordinarily high.
This scene left the members of the Four Clans with grim expressions, but the ones looking most displeased at this moment were actually the people from the Heavenly Dao Mansion. Clearly... as the strongest force among the human race, they did not appreciate someone stealing their thunder.
"Chu... Chu... Brother Chu Feng, I... I've missed you to death!" At that moment, Wang Qiang came sprinting over, and upon reaching Chu Feng, threw open his arms and pulled him into a bear hug.
Chu Feng did not dodge this fellow's embrace, instead allowing himself to be held.
Why not dodge? Because after so long apart, Chu Feng actually missed Wang Qiang a little too.
In Chu Feng's heart, Wang Qiang was a brother. Brothers reunited after a long time shared a hug — that was only natural.
"C-c-come here, let me give you a kiss!" But who could have expected that Wang Qiang would be this disgusting, puckering his drool-covered donkey lips and leaning in toward Chu Feng's cheek?
"Get lost." Chu Feng laughed and gave Wang Qiang a slap to the face with his palm, shoving him away.
"Brother Chu Feng, how... how could you treat me like this?" Wang Qiang clapped a hand over his cheek, looking aggrieved, though he wasn't truly angry. If anything, he acted somewhat coyly, which left Chu Feng with black lines of exasperation all over his forehead.
"Who was it just now that claimed to have competed with me at Seal Village and beaten me?" Chu Feng asked Wang Qiang with a knowing smile.
This fellow had been boasting nonstop earlier — including inverting the truth, turning the fact that Chu Feng had beaten him into the claim that he had beaten Chu Feng.
"Hehehe..."
"I just missed you, so I was joking! I wanted... wanted... wanted to lure you out!" Wang Qiang said with a grin.
Hearing this, the crowd couldn't help but curse, because they now knew for certain that Wang Qiang's claims about defeating Chu Feng were nothing but hot air.
Even though everyone already knew he was full of crap, the fact that Wang Qiang could admit it with a completely shameless face was simply too much for people to bear. If they didn't curse at Wang Qiang, they'd feel stifled.
But judging from the way Chu Feng and Wang Qiang interacted, the two genuinely seemed to know each other. They really were friends? Chu Feng actually had a friend like this?
At this point, no one could understand why Chu Feng had befriended someone like Wang Qiang.
"B-Brother Chu Feng, do you have confidence in breaking this formation?" As though completely deaf to the crowd's cursing, Wang Qiang sidled up to Chu Feng again and asked in a low voice.
"Ninety percent," Chu Feng replied.
"Good!" Hearing this, Wang Qiang lit up with joy. He then turned toward Elder Yueling of the Heavenly Dao Mansion and shouted loudly: "O-o-old man, you were so confident before, spouting nonsense about how my Brother Chu Feng couldn't break this formation."
"But if he can, what should you do? Shouldn't you eat shit and apologize?"
The moment Wang Qiang said this, every person present furrowed their brows. Elder Yueling was, after all, a figure of great stature in the Martial Sacred Land. And this random nobody actually dared to speak to him like that — did he have a death wish?