Senior Brother, Stop It, You Are A Villain!

“You!” Ling Xuzi was so angry that he could hardly speak.

The meaning of Feng Shao’s words was to make it clear that he didn’t regard Ling Xuzi as a member of the Taiwei Sect at all, not even a guest.

Ling Xuzi was about to get angry, when suddenly there was a low voice. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ɴoᴠel Fɪre.nᴇt

“Enough!”

Although the voice was low, because it was attached with true energy, the low shout spread far and made everyone’s heads numb, and they recovered from the anger in the blink of an eye.

Feng Shao rushed forward with cupped hands and said, “Second Martial Uncle, don’t worry!”

Qin Zhao nodded and stopped talking.

Ling Xuzi was also secretly startled by Qin Zhao’s drink.

Ever since he came to Taiwei Mountain, Ling Xuzi relied on his seniority everywhere and regarded himself as the only ancestor of the entire sect, so he almost set up a memorial tablet for himself and let everyone confess to him.