Chapter 829: How Can They Look So Similar?
The leader from the Cloud Tribe died, and another clutched his head, screaming in terror, not knowing if he would explode just like the leader had done. But everyone else was already scared out of their wits, as Mr. Feng was simply too powerful. Faced with an absolute powerhouse, even the people of the Ancient Clan could no longer muster their pride.
These few people were at a loss whether to leave or stay, their faces beset with fear and uncertainty, not knowing what to do.
"If you don’t scram now, do you really want me to invite you to dinner?" Mr. Feng said indifferently.
The members of the Cloud Tribe, as if having received a great amnesty, quickly scattered and fled. Yun Xiu landed as well, taking Kou Shishi with him to fly away, and one after another, the people from The League of Loyalty also fled in a sorry state.
Su Chengyu and the rest also heaved a sigh of relief. If Mr. Feng hadn’t made a move, their situation would have been very grim indeed.
"Thank you, senior, for stepping in and saving us. I am deeply grateful," Su Chengyu said as he bowed.
Mr. Feng glanced at Su Chengyu and asked, "What is your name?"
"I am Su Chengyu, a disciple of Master Cangqing from Mount Qingcheng," Su Chengyu replied truthfully.
"Su Chengyu... indeed a Su surname," Mr. Feng muttered under his breath and then asked, "You are a disciple of that old guy Cangqing? Didn’t he stop taking disciples a long time ago? When did you become his disciple?" Mr. Feng inquired.
"I just became a disciple a few days ago; my master made an exception and accepted me as his disciple, for which I am extremely honored."
Su Chengyu held great gratitude and respect for Master Cangqing, and his words came straight from the heart.