Killing Hong Chen

"D... D... Grandmaster?!"

Several outer sect disciples of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion trembled as they knelt nearby, staring in disbelief. Half shocked and half confused, they first looked at their leader, who had been beaten into something like a dead dog, then at the still-composed Lu Yuan. They seemed to understand something and hurriedly kowtowed. "Grandmaster's brother-in-law, we're terribly sorry! We failed to recognize Tai Mountain. Please treat us like farts and let us go!"

Hearing their second brother say this, the other outer sect disciples in the little group burst into tears as well, no longer carrying the arrogant air they had shown while following Hong Chen.

"What do you mean, Grandmaster's brother-in-law!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Do you want a taste of him too?"

It was Lu Yuan's first time hearing such a form of address. Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he looked at Feng Qing Er. It was also Feng Qing Er's first time hearing such a bizarre term, combining "senior sister" and "brother-in-law" into one. She froze for a moment, then gradually grasped its meaning. A trace of embarrassed anger flashed over her already icy face before it turned even colder. Pointing at the terrified Hong Chen, sprawled on the ground like a dead dog, she berated these loose-lipped geniuses who had invented such a term.

Of course, it could also be seen as a threat.

The world truly was full of wonders.

These geniuses who had coined their own phrase might have lacked literary talent, but they were quite slick when it came to dealing with people. They instantly understood the hidden meaning and revealed knowing smiles.

However, before they could smile for even two seconds, Feng Qing Er's icy gaze forced those smiles back. They could only look pleadingly