Sister Song Yun’s words were spoken with extreme ferocity, and even Chu Feng could feel the chill radiating from her body.
Chu Feng knew she was dead serious.
Yet after she spoke, the Soul-Locking Sect disciples burst into wild laughter.
“So you have a backer after all. No wonder you’re so arrogant.”
“But little girl, your backer isn’t much to look at.”
“Just a fourth-grade Sovereign, yet you dare speak such big words. Do you really think Soul-Locking Sect has nobody?”
The Soul-Locking Sect disciples looked at Sister Song Yun with mockery.
The reason they paid her no heed was that her pressure had already been released, and she was only a fourth-grade Sovereign.
“Heh…”
Faced with their ridicule, Sister Song Yun merely gave a cold laugh.
“Today, every single one of you Soul-Locking Sect disciples here will die.”
Sister Song Yun declared.
“What an arrogant girl. If I don’t teach you a lesson today, you’ll really think Soul-Locking Sect is some soft persimmon you can squeeze?”
The Soul-Locking Sect disciples grew even more displeased.
They advanced menacingly, ready to attack her.
“Gentlemen, making things difficult for two young ladies seems a little inappropriate, doesn’t it?”
“If you have grievances, direct them at me.”
Chu Feng stepped forward.
As he spoke, he walked in front of Song Yun and her sister.
Even though his cultivation was currently sealed, Chu Feng would never hide behind two women.
Especially women whose strength was lower than his own.
As he passed Song Yun, Chu Feng could not help glancing at her sister, curious what kind of woman she was.
Sister Song Yun was undoubtedly a great beauty, with an innocent face yet an aloof aura, a classic ice-beauty type.
She was very beautiful, but Chu Feng could see no resemblance between her and Song Yun.
His first thought was…
Are these two really blood sisters?
What surprised Chu Feng, however, was the way Song Yun’s sister looked at him. It felt different.
Her gaze seemed to say she knew him.
Yet this was clearly the first time Chu Feng had ever seen her.
“I must be overthinking it.”
Chu Feng told himself.
Ugh!
Suddenly, Chu Feng’s body tilted as if struck heavily by a massive iron block.
He was sent flying backwards a great distance before landing on the ground.
“That’s all you’ve got, and you still want to play hero saving beauties?”
When Chu Feng steadied himself, the Soul-Locking Sect disciples looked at him with cold sneers.
One in particular wore both disdain and triumph on his face.
He was the fourth-grade Sovereign disciple.
He had attacked earlier, but Sister Song Yun had blocked him.
Though knocked back, Chu Feng was unharmed. Even with his cultivation sealed, he still possessed a fifth-grade Sovereign physical body, and the attacker was only fourth-grade Sovereign.
So instead of anger, Chu Feng smiled.
Yet to anyone looking closely, that smile would send shivers down their spine.
It was an icy smile.
“You’re the one who hit me. I’ve remembered you.”
Chu Feng said, staring at the disciple who had attacked him.
“A useless trash dares threaten me? How laughable.”
“You say you’ve remembered me? Fine, then I’ll make the memory even deeper. I’ll make sure you never forget me for the rest of your life.”
Seeing Chu Feng speak like this, the disciple prepared to strike again.
Chu Feng showed no fear.
The opponent was only fourth-grade Sovereign. As long as he did not raise his cultivation, in theory he could not injure Chu Feng.
Moreover, Chu Feng could feel that the so-called Overlord Star Soul Poison inside him had completely fused with his soul, and his sealed cultivation was already recovering.
Soon his cultivation would return to normal. When that happened, Chu Feng would make this Soul-Locking Sect disciple pay.
Even with Hun Lei and Hun Yong backing these disciples, Chu Feng would never let him off.
“Brother, hold on a moment.”
Just as the disciple was about to attack, a man’s voice suddenly rang out.
Everyone turned to look, and the crowd instantly grew restless.
Even the expressions of the Soul-Locking Sect disciples changed.
The newcomer was the honoured guest of Overlord Star Manor, the young master of the Holy Light Clan, Holy Light Jin’an.
“Brother, I saw that your earlier conflict wasn’t too serious.”
“As the saying goes, it’s better to resolve enmity than to keep it alive. Could you give me some face and let this matter drop?”
Holy Light Jin’an said to the Soul-Locking Sect disciples.
“Since Brother Holy Light has spoken, Soul-Locking Sect will naturally grant this face.”
Before the disciples could reply, a voice came from the horizon.
It was Soul-Locking Sect’s strongest disciple, Hun Lei!
“Thank you, Brother Hun Lei.”
Holy Light Jin’an clasped his fist towards him.
Hun Lei returned the gesture.
It was clear the Holy Light Clan still carried weight. At the very least, a power like Soul-Locking Sect had to show Holy Light Jin’an some respect.
Afterwards, the Soul-Locking Sect disciples left, though anyone could see most of them were unwilling.
Especially the threatening looks they shot Chu Feng before departing.
“Brother, are you alright?”
Holy Light Jin’an walked over to Chu Feng and asked.
“I’m fine. Thank you.”
Chu Feng stood up and said to Holy Light Jin’an.
Originally, Holy Light Jin’an’s refined and scholarly temperament already made Chu Feng feel comfortable around him.
Now that he had stepped in to help, Chu Feng’s impression of him became even better.
As the young master of the Holy Light Clan with such exalted status, people of his background were usually arrogant and prone to bullying others, yet rarely helped anyone.
But Holy Light Jin’an appeared extremely amiable.
“Good to hear you’re fine. No need for thanks.”
“Brother, your cultivation is lower than theirs, yet you still stepped forward to shield the two ladies. I truly admire your courage.”
“May I know your name?”
Holy Light Jin’an asked.
He showed no arrogance at all, speaking to Chu Feng as an equal.
“Chu Feng.”
Chu Feng replied.
“So it’s Brother Chu Feng.”
“Brother Chu Feng, ladies, if you don’t mind, shall we travel together?”
Holy Light Jin’an asked.
But Chu Feng could tell he wanted to protect Chu Feng and the Song sisters.
As long as he was present, the Soul-Locking Sect disciples would give him some face. Without him, if they encountered Chu Feng again, they would surely attack.
In truth, Chu Feng’s cultivation was already recovering and would soon return to normal.
Aside from Hun Lei and Hun Yong, he feared no other Soul-Locking Sect disciples.
Still, Holy Light Jin’an meant well, and Chu Feng did not wish to refuse.
“No need.”
Yet before Chu Feng could speak, Song Yun answered first.
Looking at Song Yun now, Chu Feng found her almost unfamiliar.
She was no longer the lively girl from before, her face cold as ice.
She gave off an aura that kept people thousands of miles away.
“Very well then. Brother Chu Feng, I shall take my leave first.”
Holy Light Jin’an did not get angry. He simply smiled and departed.
But the moment Holy Light Jin’an left, a fragrant scent rushed into Chu Feng’s arms.
It was Song Yun!
Song Yun grabbed Chu Feng’s arm and grinned at her sister.
“Brother Chu Feng, let me introduce you. This is my sister, Song Xue’er.”
Seeing Song Yun now, then recalling how she had just treated Holy Light Jin’an, Chu Feng suddenly understood something.
This girl was clearly not this warm towards everyone the way she was towards him.
“Yun’er, how can you be so close to a man?”
Suddenly, a hand pulled Song Yun away from Chu Feng.
It was her sister, Song Xue’er.
After pulling Song Yun away, Song Xue’er looked at Chu Feng.
What she said next made even Chu Feng’s heart tremble.
“Chu Feng, seducing others is your business and I don’t care, but if you dare seduce my little sister, I will never let you off.”
Song Xue’er warned Chu Feng in a threatening tone.
A simple warning would have been one thing, but her tone made it sound as though she already knew him.
Could it be that they really did know each other?
