At this moment, no one knew exactly what had happened, but the weight behind Venerable Feng's words had never been clearer. The influence of a Dou Zun powerhouse extended across the Dou Qi Continent—few would dare question it.
At the edge of the square, Mu Qingluan also stood with her small mouth slightly open as she stared in Venerable Feng's direction, her heart filled with shock.
A silent atmosphere shrouded the skies. Even the roiling dark clouds overhead seemed to slow and calm at this moment.
This atmosphere lasted for quite some time before Venerable Lei and the others seated above finally slowly regained their senses. He turned, his lightning-glinting gaze locking onto Venerable Feng as he said in a deep voice, "Venerable Feng, what do you mean by this?"
Anyone could hear the trace of anger contained in Venerable Lei's voice.
"Hehe, Venerable Feng, we can talk this over properly." Venerable Jian was similarly stunned by this. He too had not expected Venerable Feng to suddenly step forward, and with absolutely no room for compromise at that.
Venerable Huangquan's eyes flickered, but he said nothing. Instead, he sneered inwardly.
Under the watchful gaze of countless people, Venerable Feng finally opened his closed eyes again. The emotions in them had been buried deep in his heart, yet he did not speak. Instead, he stared directly at Xiao Yan's upright figure in midair and asked hoarsely, "You... what is your relationship with him?"
Xiao Yan respectfully bowed and cupped his hands toward Venerable Feng, a hint of pride in his voice. "Master and disciple!"
Venerable Feng nodded slightly. His body moved, and he appeared directly before Xiao Yan. There was a trace of kindness in his gaze as he looked at him and softly said, "That is the answer I most