Long Fei nodded at Yan Ruyu, saying nothing more.
Chu Feng took out a jug of wine, drank heartily, and laughed boisterously, "With a beauty for company, what joy, what joy!"
He stepped forward alone, shouting toward the cultivators across from him, "I, Chu Feng, stand here today. Whoever seeks to harm my brothers, come forward if you dare!"
An old man stepped out, snorted coldly at Chu Feng, and said, "The tides have turned; you won't be leaving here alive. You're no match for even a Soul Ascension Stage cultivator. Step aside quickly and let Long Fei take his own life to appease the heavens!"
Someone fixed their gaze on Long Fei and spoke, "If you die, we promise not to harm your brothers and sisters, allowing all of them to return safely to Great Xia Country."
"Long Fei, the matter has come to this. Even if you're a prodigy who appears once in ten thousand years, today you must meet your end. Accept your fate!"
