"Misunderstanding? Do you think this old man would believe you? If you weren't a Human Race cultivator, this old man would have killed you already."
Liu Qingfeng's face was full of murderous intent. Townsea Palace had suffered heavy casualties and made considerable contributions in the racial war, yet its disciples had still been harassed by disciples of the Cold Flame Sect. He was furious.
He had been bottling up a bellyful of anger with nowhere to vent it, and Yang Xuemei had walked right into the line of fire.
A powerful Spiritual Pressure burst from Liu Qingfeng's body and surged straight toward Yang Xuemei.
Yang Xuemei found it difficult to breathe. Her face flushed bright red, and she spat out a large mouthful of blood before being sent flying backward. The other Cold Flame Sect disciples were also sent flying one after another.
A gentle male voice suddenly rang out. "Fellow Daoist Liu, it's been many years. Your temper is still as fiery as ever. Why bother quarreling with a junior?"
A white escape light and a Cyan Escape Light flew out from Golden Eagle Island. As the escape lights faded, they revealed a handsome white-robed young man and a graceful green-skirted woman.
The white-robed young man was Bai Ruohan, a Body Integration Middle Stage cultivator. The green-skirted woman was his Dao Companion, Li Qingyue, a Body Integration Early Stage cultivator.
"I've already been very restrained. If not for the Cold Flame Sect's sake, I would have split her in two with a single saber strike long ago. Our people from Townsea Palace made contributions without receiving rewards, and were even harassed. This is what you've done."
Liu Qingfeng spoke without the slightest courtesy, showing no regard for Bai Ruohan or Li Qingyue.
Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were stunned.