"May I ask who you are, fellow cultivator...?"
After hearing Mu Feiyang's words, Yang Qianye was stunned. Somewhat uncertain, she asked Mu Feiyang a question. Knowing full well that the Mi Family had pledged itself to the Zhang Family, yet still daring to say such things—he either had a grudge against the Mi Family or against the Zhang Family.
"My name is Mu Feiyang. I have a few minor conflicts with the Zhang Family. Since this Mi Family has happened to become the Zhang Family's vassal, I'll help you teach the Mi Family a lesson."
A faint smile appeared on Mu Feiyang's face as he spoke to Yang Qianye. Before Yang Qianye could come to her senses, he had already appeared in the battlefield between the two women.
Bang!
Mu Feiyang directly struck Mi Lerou with his palm. Mi Lerou had already been evenly matched against Yang Ling, and she never expected someone to ambush her. She was sent flying by the blow.
The sudden turn of events left not only the two main players dumbfounded, but even the onlookers were the same. However, someone soon recovered and flashed over to Mi Lerou's side.
"Who are you? How dare you kill the eldest young lady of my Mi Family?"
A seventy-year-old man appeared beside Mi Lerou. When he discovered that she had long since stopped breathing, his expression immediately changed. He furiously addressed Mu Feiyang.
"I, Mu Feiyang, have no grievance with your Mi Family. But who told you to become the Zhang Family's vassals?"
"Outrageous!"
"Since you killed the eldest young lady of my Mi Family, you shall accompany her in death!"
"Die!"
The old man was enraged. Mu Feiyang had killed the eldest young lady of the Mi Family over such a trivial matter—this was simply treating the