“You dare to laugh? It seems without a lesson, you won’t understand the might of our Xu Clan Heavenly Clan.”
Chu Feng’s smile clearly enraged the Xu Clan members. As they spoke, their oppressive auras shifted—they were preparing to attack him.
“I’d advise you to think twice before making a move,” Chu Feng said, his tone turning serious. His demeanor grew stern, his eyes radiating an imposing authority.
This reaction startled the previously furious Xu Clan members.
“You still dare to threaten us? Don’t you understand your situation?” one of them demanded.
“Threaten you? Since you know I was locked in the Fire Prison, haven’t you wondered how I got out—and why I’m unharmed?”
“Even now, do you still think my token was fake?”
“It seems your Xu Clan Heavenly Clan really lacks brains,” Chu Feng said with a cold laugh, shaking his head.
At this, the Xu Clan members exchanged glances, a flicker of panic in their eyes.
They were well aware of what had happened to Chu Feng at Ice Summit Peak.
Truth be told, they’d been puzzled themselves—how had Chu Feng escaped the Fire Prison so quickly, and without a scratch? It defied logic.
Chu Feng’s words jolted them awake.
If there was an explanation, the most reasonable one was that the token Chu Feng had presented that day wasn’t fake—it was real.
But that was hard for them to accept.
How could a Chu Clan member possess a token from Lord Wuming Xingyun?
Though they didn’t want to believe it, they hesitated.
If Chu Feng’s token was genuine, they’d already offended the Tantai Heavenly Clan—and perhaps even Lord Wuming Xingyun himself.
Their best course now would be to make amends, not dig themselves deeper.
For a moment, the Xu Clan members were at a loss.
Chu Feng wasn’t lying—everything he said was true. But right now, he was helpless.
By his nature, he wouldn’t waste so many words with them—he’d have taught them a lesson and sent them packing long ago.
But the situation was complicated, beyond his control.
Since suffering the backlash from that dark energy, not only had his mental power been sealed, rendering him unable to use boundary techniques, but his cultivation had begun to plummet rapidly. Just moments ago, it had dropped even faster—as if the heavens were toying with him—plunging him from Martial Immortal Realm to True Immortal Realm the moment he faced enemies.
Though his cultivation decline had finally slowed, a True Immortal’s strength was no match for these foes.
With his martial power severely diminished and mental power completely sealed, Chu Feng had no means to fight them.
So he could only bluff, instilling fear to make them retreat.
But he couldn’t leave yet.
If he did, it’d look like he was fleeing, prompting the Xu Clan to attack immediately.
Thus, Chu Feng had to stay, waiting for the Xu Clan to grow scared and back off on their own.
“I, Chu Feng, am a reasonable man. I won’t condemn you to death just for your mistakes. But your actions today have angered me again. Even so, I’ll give you one chance.”
“Remember—this is your only chance.”
“Either apologize to me and my clansman now, or from this day forward, I, Chu Feng, will consider the Xu Clan Heavenly Clan my mortal enemy,” Chu Feng said sternly.
“Who are you trying to scare? Do you take us for three-year-olds?”
“You really think our Xu Clan Heavenly Clan fears you?”
The Xu Clan members were furious. They’d held the upper hand earlier, but now they were on the back foot—caught in an awkward, humiliating bind.
Facing their growing anger, Chu Feng—previously serious—suddenly smirked with disdain.
That contemptuous smile made the Xu Clan members pause again.
Such scorn didn’t seem feigned, forcing them to reconsider just how much weight this man carried.
In truth, it wasn’t just the Xu Clan who were shaken—the onlookers were beginning to see Chu Feng in a new light.
It wasn’t merely because he was Chu Xuanyuan’s son, but because of his demeanor.
His words and bearing today were impeccable. Even if he weren’t Chu Xuanyuan’s son, people would still regard this young man differently.
“You’re wasting my patience,” Chu Feng said, his tone growing impatient.
“Do you think we’re fools?”
“You expect us to back down just because of your words?” a Xu Clan member asked coldly, their voice rising—perhaps from guilt.
Indeed, they were growing increasingly uncertain. Though it was hard to accept, Chu Feng’s confidence made them suspect he was telling the truth. How else could he be so assured?
But with the crowd swelling, if they let Chu Feng go now, everyone would see they’d been scared off by him.
If he was telling the truth, that’d be fine.
But if he was bluffing, they’d not only be mocked by the onlookers—they’d face punishment within their clan.
They were stuck between a rock and a hard place.
“Can’t you understand plain words?”
Chu Feng’s brows furrowed, his face etched with impatience. “You’ve exhausted my patience. Before I count to three, disappear from my sight—or don’t blame me for being impolite.”
As he finished, he opened his mouth to start counting.
*Whoosh—*
Before he could utter a number, a gust of wind swept through. The Xu Clan members vanished entirely.
Seeing this, the onlookers and the Chu Clan man behind Chu Feng were stunned, their gazes filling with admiration and awe as they looked at him.
No matter how it happened, Chu Feng had won this battle of wills today.
And they were all witnesses to it.
