"I advise you not to meddle in this!"
Lu Feng shot Yang Su a cold, stern glare. Xian Yang Zun's harassment in Tian Yuan City remained vivid in his mind, and his indignation had yet to fade. He deeply despised Xian Yang Zun's willingness to disregard the lives of an entire city's innocent people. Because of Xian Yang Zun, a disaster had nearly been brewed back then.
Out of hatred for the house came hatred for the crows upon its roof; naturally, he held no goodwill whatsoever toward a so-called disciple like Yang Su.
After instinctively trembling beneath Lu Feng's sharp gaze, Yang Su erupted with the surging aura of the Heaven Soul Realm. With a gloomy face, he strode toward Lu Feng.
"Young Master Yang~" Seeing that things were turning bad, Su Huaijin hurriedly stepped forward and anxiously persuaded him, "Young Master Yang, could you spare this young lady's face and refrain from fighting outside my courtyard? Why not vent this anger at the Delicious Immortal Banquet instead?"
Yang Su hesitated, though the dark fury on his face had not faded.
Su Huaijin added considerately, "Young Master Yang is Xian Yang Zun's disciple and holds a special status. If you act before the Delicious Immortal Banquet, it may affect your reputation. It truly is not worth it over such a trivial matter."
Hearing this, Yang Su sensed Su Huaijin's good intentions and finally withdrew his hand. He harshly warned Lu Feng, "I'll let you live a little longer!"
Lu Feng wore a coldly proud expression and paid no heed at all to Yang Su's threat. Instead, he regarded Su Huaijin's rhetoric more highly.
Those few exchanges just now could not have been more shrewd.
She had clearly made him feel that she was protecting him.
Yet the attitude she