"Bastard, you're courting death!" An enraged roar came from afar. A middle-aged man flew through the air, radiating an immensely powerful aura. He was clearly an Emperor Realm cultivator.
The man moved with incredible speed and descended beside Chu Feng in an instant. When he saw the crippled man, his body trembled violently, his eyes bloodshot as though he wanted to devour someone alive.
"You crippled him?" the man pointed at Chu Feng and roared.
"I did. What are you going to do about it?" Chu Feng looked at him indifferently. He had no recollection of this man whatsoever.
"Courting death!" The middle-aged man roared and stepped forward. He swung out his palm, and in an instant, a terrifying pressure enveloped the vast space, bearing down upon Chu Feng's body as if to suppress him there.
"Buzz!" At that moment, dazzling light suddenly bloomed in the sky. A brilliant Silver Spear hung above Chu Feng's head, incomparably sharp, like a divine weapon.
"How terrifying." The middle-aged man's pupils contracted, and his heart shuddered violently. What kind of treasure was this? It gave him an overwhelming sense of danger. If he insisted on attacking Chu Feng, he would surely pay a grievous price.
He stopped where he was and did not attack again. Turning his gaze toward Chu Feng, he said, "What happened just now was merely a misunderstanding. Please do not take offense."
At that moment, quite a few people nearby walked over, staring at the middle-aged man in astonishment. Clearly, they had no idea what had happened.
Chu Feng gave the middle-aged man a contemptuous glance. "If it had been someone else, they might already be dead."
"Thank you." The middle-aged man bowed slightly to Chu Feng, then looked at Lin Taichu beside him and asked, "Did you bring