The Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect Leader listened to Lu Feng's words, his furious gaze meeting Lu Feng's head-on. It was not that Lu Feng's words threatened or intimidated him, but that he had to consider Lu Feng's status.
As a Sect Leader himself, he knew better than anyone that anyone who could rise to such a position was bound to possess immense prestige and followers throughout their sect.
Though Lu Feng had plainly stated that he was not involving his sect and was acting solely out of brotherly loyalty, if he were killed alongside Ye Fan when the time came, the Azure Mountain Sword Sect would likely not turn a blind eye.
When the time came, if one person after another stepped forth, claiming private ties as well before seeking revenge, it would prove no small trouble for the Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect.
The relationships among the Eight Great Sword Sects were delicate at present, each competing for the title of the foremost Sword Sect. If they rashly made a powerful enemy at such a critical juncture, they might no longer be able to contend against their rivals.
Yong Ye shared the same concern as he frowned. Though the Azure Mountain Sword Sect did not warrant his attention given his strength, he knew that old fellows like Huang Helou within it possessed some capability. It would not be easy to eliminate them all at once. If they were driven into desperation and paid any price to block the gates of the Illusory Willow Sect in secret for revenge, it would greatly hinder the sect's development.
Given Lu Feng's identity, Yong Ye understood that when killing Ye Fan, he needed to avoid dragging Lu Feng into it as much as possible.
As he pondered, his gaze slid toward He Tiantian, who