Cen Xian'er and Guan Shunai truly did not want to hurt anyone, which was why they had been surrounded by them.
With their strength, if they truly started killing, no one here could stop them.
But the Feng Family had already gone mad. Hatred and fury had made them lose their minds. They clearly had no way of defeating their opponents, and it was obvious to everyone that there was an enormous gap in strength between the two sides... yet they still charged forward valiantly, fearless of death.
Zhai Wancheng could tell that the reason several of his Close Guards had not died here was entirely because their opponents had shown mercy.
Frankly speaking, he was a little dumbfounded.
This whole situation was a mess, so chaotic that he could not sort it out in his head.
Those two were the Third Demoness, right? For the Third Demoness to show such restraint, it could already be considered the utmost mercy.
But why were they protecting Lu Chengwen?
Lu Chengwen and Zhao Ritian were fellow disciples. Zhao Ritian's master seemed to be Guan Shunai, so that meant Guan Shunai was also Lu Chengwen's master, or perhaps his Martial Uncle!
They were clearly from the same sect!
Then why did Guan Shunai and Cen Xian'er both keep saying that Lu Chengwen's life belonged to them? The two women even seemed to be competing over it.
What a mess!
Zhai Wancheng raised an arm and shouted, "My two worthy nephews, the enemy is formidable. Withdraw for now!"
Feng Nianchun was greatly shocked. "Uncle, what are you saying? My father died unjustly, and his body is not even cold yet. If I cannot avenge him, then Feng Nianchun is unworthy of being his son!"
Zhai Wancheng grabbed him. "Worthy nephew, can't you see it?