"Two hours?" However, Chu Feng did not pick up on the hidden meaning behind Linghu Lun's words. Instead, he was completely dismissive, even going so far as to provoke him: "Even if I gave you a lifetime, you still wouldn't be able to do anything to me."
"Linghu Lun, let me give you a piece of advice — don't follow me. Otherwise… I'll take your Light Rune too."
After saying those words, Chu Feng waved his sleeve and swept Chu Huanyu, Chu Haoyan, and Li Anzhi along with the rest of the Li Heavenly Clan's members to his side. Then he shot up into the sky.
The moment he moved, raging flames soared into the heavens.
It was not a single person moving — it was a towering tidal wave surging through the void.
Everything in its path — earth and sky alike — was scorched crimson by the flames. The sheer momentum was as though the world itself were being set ablaze.
"You arrogant fool, you dare spout nonsense about taking my Rune? I'd like to see you try."
Linghu Lun cursed in fury, then shot up into the sky and gave chase after Chu Feng.
He naturally would not let Chu Feng leave. He knew that the power of Chu Feng's Fire Qilin Armor would fade sooner or later, and once it did, that would be his chance to deal with Chu Feng.
But Chu Feng, it seemed, was completely oblivious to this.
He drifted leisurely across the sky, even mocking Linghu Lun as he went, with no intention whatsoever of shaking him off.
Watching Chu Feng like this, Linghu Lun's outward expression remained one of rage, but inwardly he was sneering, thinking to himself: "Chu Feng, enjoy your arrogance a little while longer. In two hours, I'll make you kneel before me and beg for mercy. But… even if you beg, it'll do you no good."
…
Linghu Lun's little scheme seemed to be lost on Chu Feng.
But Li Anzhi and the others were truly in the dark.
At that moment, they found Linghu Lun rather laughable — like a clown on a stage, gnashing his teeth in fury at Chu Feng yet completely powerless to do anything about it.
But what truly astonished them was Chu Feng's strength.
Never in their wildest dreams had they imagined they could be saved, let alone that it would be Chu Feng who saved them.
"Chu Feng, it seems I owe you yet another debt of gratitude," Li Anzhi said.
"I owe you one too."
"And me."
After Li Anzhi spoke, several members of the Li Heavenly Clan voiced their thanks as well.
Even Li Tianyou, who had harbored a deep grudge against Chu Feng, offered his thanks to Chu Feng.
After all, everyone has a heart of flesh. It was true that they had fallen at Chu Feng's hands before.
But it was equally true that today, Chu Feng had saved them. When it came to matters of right and wrong, gratitude and enmity, one ought to keep them clearly separated. The younger generation of the Li Heavenly Clan, though arrogant, haughty, and at times unreasonable, had not descended to the point of being unable to tell right from wrong. So… they truly committed to memory the kindness Chu Feng had shown them.