Taking Control

Feng Qing'er flew to Yang Shan's side. Just as she was about to speak, she hesitated for a moment. "Young Pavilion Master!"

Feng Qing'er's voice was not loud, but with so many Dou Zongs present, could their ears possibly be deaf?

In the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, who did not know that Feng Qing'er had always been so proud that even when facing Thunder Lord, she would merely cup her fists in salute without lowering her head?

Yet now, she had lowered her head before Yang Shan! The Young Pavilion Master truly deserved his title—he had even won Feng Qing'er's wholehearted respect! Yang Shan asked, "Did you take care of things over there?"

Feng Qing'er replied, "I did not fail the Young Pavilion Master's orders. They have all been killed!"

Blood Rampage had previously held steady at ninth place on the Combat Power Rankings, but now he had dropped directly to seventeenth! He had suddenly lost three stars of his level. Though his Extremely Fast Potential would allow him to catch up quickly, his attributes had undeniably declined for the time being.

The gaps between Top Players were already small. Taking attributes and Realm Suppression into account, such a severe drop in ranking was perfectly normal.

Especially since Blood Rampage was now in the Black-Corner Region and would have to spend considerable time sneaking back into the Central Plains.

For the time being, Blood Rampage should not be able to stir up any trouble in the Yellow Spring Pavilion.

Yang Shan examined Feng Qing'er's condition.

Perhaps Feng Qing'er had returned in too much of a hurry to tidy herself up. Her hair was slightly disheveled, and her clothes were somewhat damaged as well.

Normally, Feng Qing'er would certainly have made herself presentable. Otherwise, it would not have suited her proud