"There's nothing wrong with it!?"
Xu Qiankun was very dissatisfied with this answer. He continued to point fingers and lecture him. "Qin Feng, do you know what you're saying? You're taking more than your fair share. You're undermining the unity within our Immortal Alliance..."
Bang!!
Before Xu Qiankun could finish speaking, Qin Feng punched him and sent him flying.
Xu Qiankun's eyes bulged from the blow. It felt as if a hammer had struck his stomach, and intense pain spread throughout his body. Saliva spilled uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth, and he crashed straight through the palace and flew outside.
"Is this guy out of his mind?!"
Qin Feng cursed inwardly and lowered his fist.
He knew perfectly well that Qin Feng had already taken up the mantle of Fairy Mengyao's right-hand man and was, in practice, the Immortal Alliance's third-in-command. The Qin family had also assembled a force of millions of fierce soldiers, giving him overwhelming military power.
Yet Xu Qiankun had still dared to speak to him in that self-righteous, preachy tone. Qin Feng really couldn't imagine who had given him such pointless courage.
"This..."
Daoist Xukun and Madam Santong's eyelids twitched.
They had thought Qin Feng liked to stand on the moral high ground and lecture others, so he must hold himself to high moral standards too. Who would have guessed he was someone who was lenient with himself but strict with others? He held himself to no moral standards at all, and even knew a few moves of martial arts.
"He really is no good!"
Thinking of Qin Feng's laughter, Nangong Feng felt goosebumps rise all over her body.
"Hmm!?"
Qin Feng noticed Nangong Feng looking at him and grew even more convinced that the little girl liked him.
Buzz! Buzz!
A clear sword