News that Lu Changfeng had a famous master and a Heavenly Ranking powerhouse backing him was spreading like wildfire.
After careful consideration, Hong Liang no longer dared to slight Lu Changfeng.
Taihong Association disciples were not afraid of death, but that did not mean they would invite trouble for themselves for no reason.
Zhao Xingtian had already wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and picked up his longsword again. He sighed, ready to fight at any moment.
Lu Changfeng frowned slightly. "What did he do?"
The moment Lu Changfeng asked, Hong Liang realized that Lu Changfeng truly seemed to know Zhao Xingtian. Things had become somewhat troublesome.
Hong Liang still spoke up. "That scoundrel defiled our Saintess!"
Lu Changfeng's breath caught when he heard this, and he looked at Zhao Xingtian.
Zhao Xingtian shrugged. "How was I supposed to know she was some Saintess? I met her at the Misty Rain Tower, so I flirted with her as usual. Who knew that after spending one night together, she'd want to elope with me?"
"How could I possibly give up an entire forest for a single leaf? Of course I broke up with her on the spot!"
"Who knew that woman would take it seriously? She turned around and left, then actually found people to ambush me!"
"Hey, you few Taihong Association mongrels! You'd better kill me, because if I make it back to my sect, I'll gather the enforcement swordsmen and wipe you all out!"
"You're courting death!" Hong Liang gripped his short staff and smashed it toward Zhao Xingtian.
"Hold your staff!" Lu Changfeng hurriedly called out to stop him.
After all, Lu Changfeng was the hottest topic today, so his words still carried some weight. Hong Liang's staff halted in midair.
"Senior Hong Liang, perhaps