4 Feng Clans young master (2/2)

”Waste boy, do you remember what day is it today?”

An arrogant youth, clad in brocade dress, suddenly came in front of Long Yu and blocked his way. He was also accompanied by the two Feng clan servants and not just that haughty boy, even the two Feng servants were giving contempt looks to Long Yu.

Feng Luo!

Long Yu lightly smiled: ”So it is the young master Feng Luo, how can I possibly forget about what day it is today?”

Formerly when Long Yu couldn't practice, young master Feng Luo relied on his young master's status to always beat him up and grab his monthly expenses given by the Palace hall.

”Oh, don't try to feign ignorance.”

Feng Luo looked disdainfully and groaned: ”Little guy, hand over the monthly expenses, anyway you cannot practice because you are a waste. What will you do with so much money, it will all go to waste, so you might as well just give it to me so I can raise my strength!”

In front of Long Yu, a waste, the arrogance of this young master had fully boosted up, after all, he was at the third layer of Wudao.

Although the Wudao third layer was nothing for others, but for a waste like Long Yu, it was extremely powerful!

”The money I take from you, you definitely don't use it for practicing right? I bet you will use it for seeking pleasure!”

Long Yu contemptuously smiled: ”Really? But I think that giving my monthly expenses to you would actually be a waste of resources.”

”Waste, are you really in a mood of getting beaten?”

Feng Luo never thought that today's Long Yu would not be docile like always.

He certainly did not know that now Long Yu had stepped into the world of Wudao and there was not much gap left between their strengths. Since Long Yu had been humiliated by him many times so now that he had gained strength, he would naturally not suffer in silence!

”Do you think you can fight me, a master of Wudao third stage...”

Long Yu thought, although his strength was lower than that of Feng Luo, but he had a vast experience in killing from his past life, and by activating the Azure Dragon mark and gaining Wudao second layer's strength of 1000 Jin, he might be able to utilize his killing skills properly and wouldn't necessarily lose to Feng Luo.

However, at that moment, a loud shout arrived from far away.

”Stop! Feng Luo, what are you doing?”

Feng Longsong's figure appeared in the distance!

”Feng Longsong?”

The complexion on Feng Luo's face suddenly changed and he clenched his teeth then said: ”We leave, as for you waste boy, you are in luck today.”

Then, with the two servants, he walked away.

I was in luck?

Long Yu watched the leaving figure of Feng Luo, and with a faint smile, he thought to himself, as who exactly was in luck today!

Feng Longsong saw the retreating figure of Feng Luo, but he didn't come, he just smiled towards Long Yu and then turned around and went back.

Long Yu gave a side glance at the leaving figure of Feng Longsong, then turned around and left.

”Feng Luo has a big brother named Feng Yun, and long ago, he joined one of the seven large Sects of Tang State, the famous Zhentian Sect, and now, he is already a core disciple...”

In his own small courtyard, Long Yu thought to himself: ”As he has been able to become a core disciple then his cultivation would have already surpassed that of the foster father, but the most important thing is that he is still young, and in the future, I am afraid, he might replace foster father and become the head of the clan.”

Feng Luo was so arrogant and would blatantly challenge and abuse Long Yu, but even after knowing all that, Feng Longsong never interfered because of his strong big brother, Feng Yun.

Every year at the annual competition of the Feng clan, Feng Yao would always lose to Feng Yun, which clearly showed how strong he really was.

”If I can quickly raise my cultivation then I may be able to help foster father.”

Long Yu had firmly determined in his heart to return the favor for the mountain of favors he had received from Feng Longsong. How could Long Yu not do anything to help his foster father when the position of the head of the clan would be snatched by someone else?

Tightly holding the small porcelain bottle in his hand, he continued to walk, but this time, his steps were more firm and resolute than before!