"Xiao Feng, you bastard! Today, I'll make you pay for your blood debts with blood!" The moment Zhuang Juxian saw the burly figure opposite him, his eyes instantly reddened.
Xiao Feng was utterly baffled. He stepped forward and said in a ringing voice, "Every time you see me, you claim to have a deep blood feud with me. May I ask what grudge you actually bear?"
He was tall and imposing, carrying an indescribable aura in every movement. Zhuang Juxian had once witnessed him slaughtering his way through Juxian Villa, and the memory had cast an enormous shadow over his heart. Seeing Xiao Feng advance, he could not help but feel afraid. His lips trembled, and for a moment, he could not utter a word.
"Tch~" Seeing the newly appointed Beggar's Clan chief act so cowardly, the crowd immediately broke into jeers. The Beggar's Clan members were especially ashamed. Many of them had never accepted Zhuang Juxian and still missed Xiao Feng, their former chief, gazing at him eagerly.
"You Khitan bastard, you massacred heroes from across the Central Plains to conceal your origins. Naturally, Chief Zhuang has a deep blood feud with you," Quan Guanqing hurriedly chimed in when he saw that Zhuang Juxian was useless.
Xiao Feng flew into a rage. "Quan Guanqing, stop spreading lies to deceive the crowd. When did I ever kill those people?"
Duan Yu, standing nearby, was deeply puzzled. Didn't Father write a letter to the Beggar's Clan explaining the cause of Bai Shijing's death last time? The other victims should have been the same. Why were they still blaming Big Brother?
Seeing Xiao Feng glare at him like an enraged lion, Quan Guanqing feared that he would rush down and kill him. No one would be able to stop Xiao Feng then,