Distribution of Immortal Herbs

Tang Hao spoke softly, but his grip on the Clear Sky Hammer only tightened, his knuckles turning white from the force. He showed no sign of relaxing.

Tang Xiao was the same. His hands were clenched into fists as Soul Power quietly circulated around him. The two men stared fixedly at Liu Feng and Ah Yin like nails, ready to respond to any sudden development.

"Brother Liu, how do you think we should handle this?"

Ah Yin turned her head and asked softly in a voice only the two of them could hear, her eyes full of inquiry.

"Since the two of you have said so, it seems you truly did not do it intentionally. Please leave quickly."

Liu Feng raised his hands in a cupped-fist salute, his tone calm yet carrying an unquestionable authority.

"Thank you."

Tang Xiao returned the salute, and the tension in his expression eased slightly.

"Take care."

As if granted a reprieve, Tang Hao sighed in relief. He immediately grabbed Tang San, exchanged a glance with Tang Xiao, and the two leaped into the air at the same time, turning into two streaks of light as they sped out of the valley. In the blink of an eye, they vanished beyond the horizon.

"You're just letting them leave that easily?"

Ah Yin watched the three depart, her delicate brows slightly furrowed as she asked in confusion.

"What else should we do? Kill them?"

Liu Feng slowly withdrew his gaze and explained calmly, "Tang Xiao is somewhat weaker. Killing him would be as easy as turning over one's hand."

"But what about Tang Hao? His Soul Power is as high as level 98. Even if the two of us join hands, we could certainly defeat him, but if he were determined to flee, we might not