Chapter 20 - The Vicious Boy (2/2)

At this moment, Uncle Fu and the others hurried over and whispered into Mu Feng’s ear: “Little Lord Feng, how about we call it a day? This young man is Huang Yi, he’s the little lord of a powerful family in An Nan city, the Huang family.”

“The Huang family?”

Mu Feng frowned. He didn’t know much about the families in An Nan city.

“Yes, the Huang family. His father is a Ning Gang Ninth Sky cultivator, and the Huang family is one of the three big families in An Nan city, alongside our family and the Wang family.”

Uncle Fu said.

“That’s right. My father is a powerful Ning Gang Ninth Sky cultivator. If you dare hurt me, my father will not let you off the hook easily!”

Huang Yi, who was kneeling on the ground, began threatening Mu Feng when he heard what Uncle Fu said.

Upon hearing his words, Mu Feng smiled and struck down with his sword.

Kachakk!

Huang Yi’s left arm was directly chopped off.

“Ah……!”

Huang Yi’s face twisted in pain, and he curled up on the ground while screaming in agony.

Mu Feng then said to Huang Yi in a cold tone: “I don’t care what your family background is. You were going to need to take responsibility for your words from the moment you ordered your men to kill. I, Mu Feng, am not like you. I’m not a coward, and I don’t bully people who are weaker than me.”

A scowl appeared on Mu Feng’s face, and he started to emit a murderous intent. His coldness and ruthlessness caused the people around him to tremble slightly in fear.

“Ah……!”

Looking at the young man, whose sword was still dripping blood, a cold shiver ran down Mu Cang’s spine. He thought about the sarcastic tone of the words that he said just now and looked at Mu Feng in horror.

After all, he was just a little lord who has never killed anyone before. His aura was nothing compared to the murderous aura emitted by Mu Feng, who had killed hundreds of enemies on the battlefield.

Has he really become a cripple?

Mu Cang began to have doubts.

Meanwhile, a stronger sense of respect was stirred up within the hearts of the other Mu family members.

Clang~!

Mu Feng threw the sword on the ground and picked his own sword up. He then kept his own sword into his Qian Kun ring, turned, and left the scene with Mu Zhong, Mu Kuang, Bai Ziyue, and the others.

Meanwhile, the guards with broken arms were still lying in a pool of blood.

The other Mu family members exchanged a few glances and left the scene as well, except for Mu Cang.

He just stood there, with his face as pale as a ghost.

“Mu Cang, what’s gotten into you? Let’s go.”

Mu Lan said. Mu Cang snapped back into the present, continued to stare at the receding figure, and left with her.

You little brat! I swear I’ll kill you, no matter who the hell you are!

Huang Yi held stump where his arm used to be, looked at Mu Feng ferociously, and shouted to himself.

“It seems that a powerful young man has arrived in An Nan city.”

“Hehe, I wonder what expression his father would have if he found out that Huang Yi lost an arm. That butler just now was Uncle Fu, right? If that’s the case, that young man must be somebody from the Mu family. I never knew there was such a person in the Mu family.”

The crowd began to leave the scene while chattering to one another.

“Haha, you were so cool just now, Brother Feng! I want to be like you too! A real man!”

Bai Ziyue excitedly said to Mu Feng, looking at him with eyes full of admiration.

“What you saw just now was but a glimpse of this cruel world. Ziyue, if you wish to live a better life, then you must be even stronger and tougher than your opponents, so much so that they wouldn’t even dare to mess with you.”

Mu Feng said with a smile. After nearly being assassinated, Mu Feng was now even more mature.

“Okay, I’ll keep that in mind.”

Bai Ziyue nodded.

“Hehe, kiddo, there’s still much more for you to learn.”

Mu Kuang chimed in.

“Cheh, there goes the same for you.”

“You…… I’m much stronger than you, okay? I can win a match even if its against a hundred of you.”

“Huh, can you win a match against Brother Feng then?”

“Er… Well…”

“Haha, I knew it! You can’t win!”

“You little brat! I can’t win a match against Brother Feng, but I can obviously beat you up!”

They headed to the family’s residency while chattering playfully to each other.