Lu Feng had not taken more than a few steps when a middle-aged man blocked his path.
The man wore a suit of dark gold tiger-patterned armor, his bearing brimming with hard-edged strength.
He held a staff as tall as his chest, its tip forged into the shape of a tiger's head. It looked exceedingly heavy and domineering.
"Were you the one who killed those two?"
Lu Feng watched the middle-aged man warily. Judging from the battle traces left at the scene, those two Qin Family guards had likely died beneath the staff in his hand.
To effortlessly kill two Heaven Soul Realm soul masters with a single strike of his staff, this man's strength was likely beyond imagination.
Judging solely from the faint aura he emitted, he was even stronger than the likes of Long Tongue Old Monster.
"You... were with them?"
The man's icy gaze bored into Lu Feng. Other than resolute coldness, his face—framed by a short round beard—held not the slightest expression. He felt like a killing machine devoid of the seven emotions and six desires.
He could not even be bothered to utter another unnecessary word.
Seeing that the man had misunderstood, Lu Feng hurriedly explained, "I came to find Yun'er."
"Yun'er!" The man suddenly froze. Then, a streak of Nether Qi flashed across his cold face. His grip tightened around the long staff, and he moved as though to swing it at Lu Feng.
"Senior, please show mercy!"
Jiang Ruoyun's anxious voice came from afar.
Only when the man saw Jiang Ruoyun appear did he restrain his aura and obediently stand to one side.
"Senior." Jiang Ruoyun approached and respectfully said, "For today's matter, please convey my thanks to Chang Hen Gongzi."
The man kept a grim face and hesitated for a moment. Hearing