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Inside the main hall, everyone besides Madam Pan and Qin Fengming was at the Mahayana stage. Mu Lingfeng's sudden shout had caught everyone off guard, and several of them revealed puzzled expressions.
Everyone turned to look at Qin Fengming.
At that moment, Qin Fengming's expression was calm and unruffled. He met Mu Lingfeng's furious gaze with steady, clear eyes, without the slightest ripple.
"Senior Mu, you and I can be considered old acquaintances. Back then in the Chaos Realm, this Qin had racked his brains and exhausted every effort to challenge the Combat Skill Market's weapon-refining trials, allowing Fellow Daoist to obtain vast resources. In any case, you and I share a considerable affinity. Yet now that we have just met, Senior is already threatening this junior so forcefully. Isn't that going too far?"
Qin Fengming's eyes sparkled as he met Mu Lingfeng's gaze without the slightest evasiveness. His tone remained indifferent, but as he spoke, a chill slowly surfaced in his eyes.
By this point, Qin Fengming already knew that this Mahayana cultivator from the Three Regions of the Human Race harbored ill intentions toward him. Rather than painstakingly curry favor with him, he might as well confront him head-on.
This time, Qin Fengming had known that Mahayana cultivators from the Three Regions would come specifically to target him, yet he had still dared to come alone to Shou Xian Mountain. He had long since abandoned any optimistic notions. Clashing head-on with one or two Mahayana cultivators was unavoidable, and Mu Lingfeng was the most suitable candidate.
At least Qin Fengming knew Mu Lingfeng and understood him to some extent, including some of his methods.
Qin Fengming's decisiveness had clearly been beyond Mu Lingfeng's expectations. In his view, Qin Fengming had dared to retort against Ancestor Jiao Wei