867 Fake Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master... (1/2)

The Misty Illusory Manor's objective was to monopolize secretly! This Cao Guo Feng, he was actually thinking of making a talent that had been exposed into an invisible man for the Misty Illusory Manor to secretly nurture into their secret weapon? Then suddenly make it known to the world?

How could there be something this easy?!

But things had already gone to this state; no matter how Cao Guo Feng tried to hide, he would still need to bring him back to the Misty Illusory Manor. As long as you keep trailing after him, it'll be revealed someday…

And one more thing: You, Zhan Mu Bai, is already severely injured. You are not their match, you'll only be humiliating yourself by forcefully battling them.

Bai Qi Feng stepped out and said coldly. ”Saint Emperor Zhan, we were wrong for being mistaken, but you also cannot accuse us just because you felt unfair after suffering this disadvantage. When it happened, the few of us were together for the whole night. We can be witnesses to each other's alibis! We, the people from Misty Illusory Manor, are really incapable of that sort of despicable act!”

”Witness? What use is there in you guys bearing witnesses!” Zhan Mu Bai was utterly crazy. ”Aren't you guys all the same? The seven of you are the shared master of that prodigy, haha, the seven of you come from the same place! You're all acting in collusion, and you still want to be witness for each other?! Don't forget, I was listening when you guys made the discussion to share the disciple! Bai Qi Feng, do you f*cking think that we are all idiots? You said you cannot believe the words I said. Then now let me return you the same sentence: If you were in my position, will you believe the evidence you speak of? You are truly shameless!”

Cao Guo Feng and Bai Qi Feng were instantly enraged. Cao Guo Feng was still feeling guilty for wronging his old friend, but right now it was all gone, and only endless anger remained in his heart! He uttered coldly. ”Whether you believe it or not, that is your problem. The truth of the matter is just like this; we didn't do it, that is all! Zhan Mu Bai, Saint Emperor Zhan, I am indeed sorry about the matter today. But truth will prevail someday! You do whatever you want, but we brothers shall take our leave!”

”Take your leave?! Cao Guo Feng, you make it sound so easy. You have given me such a great humiliation, but now that I've seen through your tricks, you are planning to just leave like that?! How can it be so simple?”

Zhan Mu Bai said angrily. ”You can leave if you want, but leave your head behind! Or leave the disciple behind! Pick one out of the two. Cao Guo Feng, you decide!”

”I'll leave you with a f*ck!” Bai Qi Feng spat on the ground disdainfully. ”Zhan Mu Bai, are you still not aware of what your position is? A mere piece of trash like you actually is thinking of making Brother Cao leave his head behind? Keep f*cking dreaming! Were those few hits earlier not enough for you? Are you still looking for a beating?!”

Both parties at this point had already thoroughly fallen out, so Zhan Mu Bai's tone was extremely ruthless, leaving no room for amendments, and Bai Qi Feng's words were even more harsh! Every single sentences tore away at Zhan Mu Bai's scars!

Cao Guo Feng let out a long sigh and turned around. ”Stop wasting your breath, let's go!” He led the way to leave.

Bai Qi Feng took a few steps backwards, his eyes never leaving those of the three Holy Lands's. Looking at Zhan Mu Bai, he laughed mockingly and wagged his finger, slowly saying, ”Zhan Mu Bai, one should always do what is within their means. Keeping us here? You are still not worthy of it!” Then he turned around and followed Cao Guo Feng. The remaining five Saint Emperors also had a disdainful look on their faces, looking at Zhan Mu Bai indifferently and coldy before leaving.

Zhan Mu Bai was so angered by Bai Qi Feng's words that his eyes almost turned black, and he could barely catch his breath. Only after a while did he managed to soothe his breathing. He coughed violently before cursing loudly like he was crazy. All the female relatives of the seven Saint Emperors from Misty Illusory Manor were instantly in bad luck.

The onlookers were full of amazement, feeling as if they had seen or rather, heard a whole new world!

Everyone present had heard of people hurling abuses, and they probably had experienced the worst possible kind of it… but who would have heard a Saint Emperor hurling abuses before? It was something completely unheard of!

Chen Qing Tian watched the people from Misty Illusory Manor leave, fury and rage burning in his eyes. In this mind, he naturally believed Zhan Mu Bai's judgement. These few Saint Emperors from Misty Illusory Manor had killed his own son, using him as a substitute for the lad so as to hide the truth.

But due to the overwhelming prowess of Cao Guo Feng and the rest earlier, he did not dare to say anything. Seeing that they had left, he then walked forward full of anger and fell onto his knees before Zhan Mu Bai. His tears falling before he had even spoken. ”Saint Emperor Zhan, my own son who was innocent has died so tragically in the hands of the Misty Illusory Manor; you must seek justice for me…”

Zhan Mu Bai was currently feeling ashamed and resentful, furious and losing his logic. Upon hearing this, he sent Chen Qing Tian flying with a kick. He shouted, ”F*ck off! If I seek justice for you, then who shall seek justice for me?! Get lost! Don't bother me! If you dare to make any noise and piss me off, today I'll annihilate the entire Chen Family!”

Chen Qing Tian flew up in the air. He was already so feeling frustrated and full of grievances that he felt like he was about to die. You guys came here, ate using my money, stayed at my place, took what is mine, used what is mine, entertained yourselves with mine, and ordered my entire family around like servants, scolding us the moment something doesn't go your way. Today, my son has been killed and I'm begging you to return me a justice, but to think that you'd actually treat me like this…

Does this make sense? Where is the fairness?

His sight darkened, the place where he was kicked was immensely painful, as if his internal organs were about to shatter. He spat a mouthful of blood… and landed, rolling for a while before turning unconscious…

A 'small fry' like him fainting was just simply a tiny matter; even if he really died, what could possibly be done? People from the three Holy Lands saw that the drama was over and began to leave. Zhan Mu Bai stormed into his room angrily, sitting cross-legged to treat his wounds. But the more he thought about it the angrier he got. His head felt as if it was on the verge of exploding. He just couldn't bring himself to focus and calm down, even until afternoon. He angrily drank a few mouths of water and hurled the pot away.