With the sound of something shattering, every gaze turned toward Zhao Ruofan.
Not only had Zhao Ruofan crushed the teacup in his hand, but the tea had splashed all over his robes.
Awkward — Zhao Ruofan was thoroughly embarrassed at this moment. But what embarrassed him the most was the Red Butterfly Association President's final remark.
Because even a fool could tell that the President's parting words carried a hidden meaning.
"Vice President Zhao, whatever is the matter?" the Red Butterfly Association President asked, feigning ignorance.
"President, are you suggesting that Chu Feng replace me and go to Cloud Crane Mountain?" Zhao Ruofan blurted out directly.
The moment those words left his mouth, quite a few people in the room drew a sharp breath. They hadn't expected Zhao Ruofan to be so blunt.
"Vice President Zhao, I have said that this invitation should be given to someone capable," the Red Butterfly Association President replied.
"Forgive my boldness, but I truly do not believe that young friend Chu Feng surpasses me in any regard."
Zhao Ruofan had laid his cards on the table. This concerned his own interests, after all, and the Red Butterfly Association President had already promised him the position. So even if the President was now going back on her word, he would fight for it — even if it meant offending the President herself.
He knew full well the value of an Immortal-Robed Spirit World Master. It was something the entire Red Butterfly Association couldn't compare to. Once he became an Immortal-Robed Spirit World Master, it wouldn't matter even if he left the Red Butterfly Association.
"Heh heh…" Hearing Zhao Ruofan's question, the Red Butterfly Association President actually smiled. She rose to her feet and addressed the group: "Esteemed elders, how old would you say Chu Feng is?"
"Young friend Chu Feng appears to be under thirty. At that age, he's the youngest of the young generation. Even in the mortal world where martial arts aren't practiced, that's still quite a young age," Elder Huang Luo answered.
After hearing Huang Luo's assessment, the other elders nodded in agreement. In terms of age, Chu Feng was indeed remarkably young.
From the perspective of the martial cultivation world, one could even say he was still a child who had barely stepped into the world of martial arts, not yet having shed his youthful naivety.
"At Chu Feng's age, possessing a rank two Half Ancestor cultivation — how many of you have seen such a thing?" the Red Butterfly Association President continued.
"Very few. At the very least, I have never seen one," Huang Luo replied.
"Indeed, very few."
The other elders all nodded as well. Regardless of whether Chu Feng was an outsider, they had to acknowledge his strength.
"Everyone can see Chu Feng's talent in martial cultivation — I needn't say more. But he has another identity that you may not yet know about."
"The truth is, Chu Feng is an Asura Spirit World Master," the Red Butterfly Association President continued.
"Asura Spirit World Master?!"
The moment those words landed, aside from those who already knew, everyone present was utterly stunned.
Even Zhao Ruofan, Zhao Xuan, and Zhao Xiao — that whole family — were left slack-jawed, their faces filled with shock.
After all, an Asura Spirit World Master was no ordinary thing. It was a matter of tremendous significance — that was an existence of supreme prestige!
"Chu Feng is not only an Asura Spirit World Master, but also a Dragon-patterned Royal-robed Spirit World Master."
"At his age, to have achieved such extraordinary accomplishments in both martial cultivation and barrier arts simultaneously — I trust that is something none of you have ever seen before?" the Red Butterfly Association President asked.