The Mo Clan elders beside Mo Cheng and the Mo Clan's current Clan Leader also wore extremely grim expressions. They did not know what grudge lay between Lin Feng and Mo Cheng, but provoking the Mo Clan on such an important day was no different from slapping the Mo Clan across the face in front of so many forces from the Eastern Province.
They had only just proposed the idea of the Mo Alliance, and now it had been disrupted by some young man. They could not swallow this insult.
"Brat, you..."
The Mo Clan's Clan Leader was about to say something when Mo Cheng stopped him and shook his head. The Clan Leader looked at Mo Cheng in confusion, but seeing the grave look on his face, he knew the person before them was no simple opponent. His eyes flashed coldly as he looked at the hand Mo Cheng had hidden behind his back.
"Did you come here today to seek revenge?"
Mo Cheng asked with a dark expression and heavy eyes.
Lin Feng looked at him and retorted, "What else? Did you really think I came to wish you a happy birthday?"
The corners of Mo Cheng's eyes twitched. At that moment, the guards outside rushed in, and dozens of fully armed Mo Clan experts surrounded Lin Feng with murderous intent.
The people from the other factions did not make any rash moves. They merely watched as if enjoying a show.
Nalan Yanran, however, was somewhat confused. She still did not know what had happened between Lin Feng and Mo Cheng. But seeing that Lin Feng had no intention of acknowledging her, she did not ask further. Instead, she quietly asked the old man beside her, "Uncle Ye, what should we do? Should we help?"
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