After the Soul Masters of the Blade Sect factions had all been driven back in fright by a single saber, the cliffside instantly grew much quieter.
Lu Feng took in everyone's reactions. Seeing that their fear and timidity were genuine, he could not help growing even more curious about the origins of Ling Tian's saber.
The name "Sprout Saber" seemed vaguely familiar to him, as though he had heard it somewhere before.
At the same time, the sinister smile Gong Hongting of the Nine Ring Sect had cast his way before leaving also weighed heavily on his mind.
He had a faint feeling that Gong Hongting had some scheme in store for him.
"Lady Yun~" Wang Chonghu addressed Jiang Ruoyun on his own initiative. "Master has been mentioning you often these days. He misses you terribly. Why not return with Uncle Wang? Should anything happen, Uncle Wang could not bear the responsibility."
At those words, Jiang Ruoyun immediately shot Lu Feng a nervous look, afraid he might misunderstand.
Ye Fan and Tang Yuan both looked toward Lu Feng as well. They had originally thought that the master behind Wang Chonghu and the others might be some decrepit old man, but judging by the concern revealed in his words, he was more likely a young man.
And that man probably had feelings for Jiang Ruoyun.
That was rather unpleasant to look at. Snatching another man's woman so openly carried no small measure of provocation.
Both of them could not help worrying about how Lu Feng would respond. If he fought, how would he withstand Wang Chonghu's strength? Would Bai Ju and the others intervene to help, and so on...
As they pondered.
They saw Lu Feng gently take Jiang Ruoyun's hand and smile as lightly as drifting clouds and passing winds.