Chicken Little

As Yi Feng's anger was still raging, Bai Lingtian, despite being remorseful, couldn't help but feel resentful in his heart.

After all, he really didn't know the identity of this person!

If he had known earlier, even if he had a hundred times more courage, he wouldn't dare to act this way.

So, he gritted his teeth and reluctantly brought up Wu Tian, saying, "Sir, I am well aware of the grave sins we have committed, but I hope you can spare our lives for the sake of Lord Wu Tian."

"Wu Tian?"

"Who is Wu Tian?"

Yi Feng furrowed his brows, looking at the two men with confusion.

"Uh!"

The two of them immediately froze.

Does this person not recognize Lord Wu Tian?

Could they have mistaken the person?

But that shouldn't be the case. From their strength, methods, appearance, temperament, and even the aspects of Tai Chi, this person was undoubtedly the mysterious gentleman mentioned by Lord Wu Tian!

"Sir, please think again. Wu Tian, 'Kou Tian Wu,' the sky in your mouth," Bai Lingtian said eagerly.

"Oh... it's Kou Tian Wu, Wu Tian?"

"Yes, yes, that's the one, Wu Tian," Bai Lingtian replied excitedly.

"Sorry, I really can't remember this person at all. Don't play these tricks with me. Tell me, how should I deal with you?" Yi Feng pulled out a large knife from his spatial ring and held it coldly against Bai Lingtian's head.

As soon as this long knife appeared, a chilling aura enveloped them. Bai Lingtian immediately recognized it as a super-grade immortal weapon, causing him to lose control of his bowels and bladder in fright.

What on earth is going on here?

How could this person not recognize Lord Wu Tian?

Bai Lingtian's face was filled with bitterness, and he was on the verge of tears due to his anxiety.

Just then, he suddenly noticed a portrait hanging on the wall of the hall.

At that moment, he felt like he had caught a lifeline.

Because that portrait was none other than Wu Tian's.

After all, Wu Tian had become the faith of the entire Wu Tian Empire, the spiritual pillar of the entire empire. Therefore, every household had his portrait to worship.

So he quickly pointed at Wu Tian's portrait and stammered, "Sir, please turn your head and look. It's him, he is Lord Wu Tian."

Upon hearing this, Yi Feng instinctively shifted his gaze.

Sure enough, there was a painting hanging on the wall.

Yi Feng squinted his eyes and carefully observed it for a long time, finally gaining some understanding in his mind.

He then realized and said, "So you're talking about this little trash. Why didn't you say so earlier? I've always called him a little brat."

At this point, Yi Feng also felt quite emotional.

He still remembered that several years ago, a little guy like this came to the martial arts hall.

He was also a homeless and destitute child, so he stayed in his martial arts hall for a while. He resembled Zhong Qing a bit, come to think of it.

But unlike Zhong Qing, he was utterly useless.

Not to mention his cultivation talent, he didn't even have the aptitude for martial arts training.

Zhong Qing at least had average talent and some comprehension in martial arts, but this guy couldn't even be considered a super trash. He was as dumb as a pig in his daily life.

Even the monkey stealing peaches move, which was taught to him as a self-defense technique, took him a long time to learn.

Bai Lingtian, seeing that Yi Feng finally remembered Wu Tian, became extremely excited.

But when he heard Yi Feng's words, his face turned dark again.

What little trash?

What little brat?

He is, without a doubt, the supreme ruler of their Wu Tian Empire.

"Uh."

"Unexpectedly, you actually know Xiao Ji'er. So, tell me, what is your relationship with him?" Yi Feng asked the two individuals.

"Sir, we are subordinates of Lord Wu Tian!" the two respectfully replied.

"Subordinates?"

Yi Feng glanced at them and sarcastically remarked, "To have subordinates as weak as you, it seems that Xiao Ji'er hasn't been doing well all these years."

Yi Feng sighed helplessly.

Although this child didn't have much talent for cultivation, his character was quite good.

Initially, Yi Feng thought that if this child had good luck, he might achieve something.

He thought the child was doing well, but now it seems that he might have a small foundation, but it can't be considered as doing well.

However, Yi Feng's words made the corners of the two individuals' mouths twitch.

Lord Wu Tian is the esteemed ruler of the Wu Tian Empire, the supreme existence. In your mouth, he's just someone who hasn't been doing well?

"By the way, Xiao Ji'er is from here?" Yi Feng asked.

"Sir, Lord Wu Tian is indeed from here," the two replied respectfully.

Yi Feng nodded.

It was unexpected that he had ended up in Xiao Ji'er's hometown due to a twist of fate.

"Both of you, go and let him know that I'm here. After all, this is also his hometown. As the host, he should entertain me properly, right?" Yi Feng waved his hand and instructed the two.

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the two individuals brightened.

Since Yi Feng said so, it seemed that they would be spared. Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked them to inform Lord Wu Tian.

After expressing their gratitude, the two hurriedly left.

After they left, Yi Feng cast a glare at Lu Benwei but considering that this useless person had done something useful today, he didn't pursue it further.

Instead, he turned his gaze to Yuan Jing.

Sensing Yi Feng's gaze, Yuan Jing's body trembled slightly. She nervously bit her lip, not knowing where to put her hands and feet.

"Miss Yuan, when Xiao Ji'er comes, let's go out and have some fun together," Yi Feng said with a faint smile.

After all, he thought this girl was quite good, and he had spent quite a bit of money on her during this period.

When Xiao Ji'er arrived, it would be necessary to invite her along for a meal and some fun.

"Huh?"

"Ah?"

"Can I really?"

"Will Lord Wu Tian object?"

Yuan Jing instantly revealed a pleasantly surprised expression.

She never imagined that Yi Feng would invite her.

You see, the Xiao Ji'er in Yi Feng's mouth is the esteemed ruler of the Wu Tian Empire!

In the past, she didn't even dare to dream of being able to meet him, let alone go out together.

Such a level of meeting, what did she do to deserve it?

"That's not a problem. If Xiao Ji'er dares to object, I'll spank him," Yi Feng said with a casual smile. He stretched lazily and walked back to his room, intending to continue his nap.

Yuan Jing tightly bit her lip as she watched Yi Feng's figure.

Today's events made her feel like she was in a dream.

Yi Feng and Lu Benwei beside her were not only peerless experts, but she would also have the opportunity to meet Lord Wu Tian.

But at the same time, she felt quite uneasy in her heart.

She, as a minor character, is probably not even worthy of catching the eye of Wu Tian, the Lord of the Heavenly Kingdom.

Not to mention that in his eyes, this Wu Tian is nothing more than a small, insignificant existence.

Such a disparity.

Like a chasm between heaven and earth!

She couldn't help but force a bitter smile, feeling a surge of bitterness in her heart.

Perhaps in Yi Feng's eyes, she is just a junior who can bring him joy!

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