Zhang Wenfeng looked up at the sky and sighed. "It's my failure as a father that has made you suffer. Don't worry. Once today is over and you're married, your husband will stand up for you. If anyone else dares to run their mouth, just beat them to death."
Ever since Zhang Bao'er had entered, Pan Feng had been staring at her as if he wanted to burrow right into her body and never come out.
Now, hearing Zhang Wenfeng say that, Pan Feng snorted. "I'd like to see which blind fool dares lay a hand on the woman I've set my sights on."
Just as he finished speaking, a voice rang out. "On such a joyous occasion, who's spouting such nonsense?"
Before the words had faded, a figure appeared in the hall. He wore a blue robe, his face lean and hard, his eyes warm. Who else could it be but Xu Yi?
The instant Xu Yi appeared, Pan Feng's great, bell-like eyes shot two icy glares straight at his face. Xu Yi didn't so much as flinch, meeting Pan Feng's stare head-on. He relaxed. This man's cultivation was even weaker than Chen Guangxiao and the other six. He was probably relying on his status as an Yin General to stir up trouble.
"I was wondering what kind of three-headed, six-armed deity Old Zhang had found for Miss Bao'er. Turns out you're nothing but a blockhead who hasn't even reached the Dao Integration Stage. Those eyes of yours ought to be dug out and used as marbles."
After sneering, Pan Feng pointed at Xu Yi. "Boy, I don't care who you are. Get out of here now, and I'll let you leave Huaiyou territory alive. Otherwise, I'll show you just what kind of methods a high official of the