Qingshan Patriarch lowered his head in front of Yi Feng, not daring to say a word.
"Who are you?"
Yi Feng frowned at the unpleasant tone of this person and asked directly.
"Who am I?"
Lu DaSheng gave a cold laugh, then revealed the white medicinal plant emblem on his chest, and said arrogantly, "You should understand now that you've seen this. Let me tell you my name - Lu DaSheng!"
After speaking, Lu DaSheng held his head high and looked down at Yi Feng.
Yi Feng's eyebrows furrowed slightly.
Looking at the lifeless white flower on Lu DaSheng's chest, he pursed his lips.
Lu DaSheng?
He had never even heard of him before.
Yet he was still acting arrogantly. Yi Feng didn't bother finding out if he had come with Qingshan Patriarch. He simply waved his hand dismissively and said, "Qingshan my friend, come in and sit. As for you, I don't know you, so you can leave!"
Yi Feng's words immediately angered Lu DaSheng.
The emblem on his chest signified his status as an alchemist, and with his reputation as the best alchemist in Nansha, this person actually didn't recognize him?
"You brat!"
Lu DaSheng's expression turned cold as he said heavily, "I don't have time to quibble with you over this. Let me ask you - do you have the Fiery Pearl?"
"What Fiery Pearl? I don't know anything about it."
Yi Feng replied impatiently.
"Still trying to play dumb with me? Since that's the case, don't blame me for being merciless." Lu DaSheng's expression turned icy cold, and he strode towards Yi Feng.
"What are you trying to do?"
Yi Feng frowned slightly.
"What am I trying to do? If you don't take out the Fiery Pearl, I'll break both your legs and tear down this rundown martial arts school!"
After speaking, Lu DaSheng surged towards Yi Feng in a fit of rage, flipping his palm which transformed into a sharp claw that grabbed at Yi Feng's neck.
Just as the attack was about to land on Yi Feng's neck...
He seemed to see something familiar in the corner of his eye.
That black robe...?
"Ah!"
He suddenly realized - wasn't that black robe his own?
If this black robe was here, then at Yi Feng's feet...
He swiftly lowered his gaze, and surely enough, he'd recognize that familiar figure even if it turned to ash!
"My god!"
Lu DaSheng stared blankly and mumbled dazedly, feeling tremendous fear rushing to his head instantly, scaring him out of his wits.
At the same time, his legs went soft, and his forward momentum caused him to slide two long trails on the ground, stopping right at Yi Feng's feet.
"I I I I..."
At this moment, Lu DaSheng's teeth chattered as cold sweat streamed down his forehead. He looked at Yi Feng timidly and stuttered, "Elder, y-you've misunderstood. I was j-just joking earlier. I-I-I came to deliver something to you."
As he spoke, he shakily took off his storage ring and respectfully placed it at Yi Feng's feet.
"Please accept this humble gift!"
After placing it down, he immediately turned and ran.
In his hurry, his feet tripped on the stone steps and he tumbled forward, but it didn't slow him down. He got back up and continued running.
As he ran, the cat urine flowing down his face was rather embarrassing.
"Damn it all!"
"What the hell did I do to deserve this? I'd rather die than come to this damn Pingjiang City again!"
As he ran, he was filled with regret for not listening to Qingshan Patriarch and arrogantly coming here.
Who did he think the master of this martial arts school was? He was no elder - he was a supreme master!
How else could he have subdued and tormented that ridiculously powerful Black Robed Man?
But right now, he couldn't care less about all that. He just wanted to run, to get out of the martial arts school, to get out of Pingjiang City, even to get out of Nansha...
"You get back here!"
But he had barely taken a few steps when Yi Feng's voice rang out behind him.
The voice was like a spell, freezing Lu DaSheng in place like a statue.
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