Ji Liuye went to request reinforcements, while Wu Changfeng stepped outside.
His temperament was somewhat irascible, but that did not mean he was a reckless brute. Even with the strength of the Yang Spirit Realm, a reckless brute could never have become the island lord of one of the Thirty-six Inner Sea Islands in a place as fiercely competitive and brutal as the Inner Sea.
Thus, the instant he stepped outside, Wu Changfeng had already changed his expression. Smiling, he cupped his hands toward Su Xin. "Lord Su has come from afar. Might I ask what brings you here?"
Su Xin's expression remained blank. "Why did you injure my man?"
Wu Changfeng put on a surprised look. "Injure one of your men, Lord Su? That is truly unjust. Your men are all in the Northwest, while I have been lingering in Shengjing City all this time. How could I possibly have injured one of your men?"
Wu Changfeng was thoroughly determined to play dumb to the bitter end. However, when Su Xin cast a glance at him, the icy chill flashing in his eyes sent an involuntary shiver through Wu Changfeng's heart.
"I asked why you injured my man!" Su Xin said, staring at Wu Changfeng word by word.
The smile gradually vanished from Wu Changfeng's face. This scene felt strangely familiar to him. Was this not the very tone he had used when questioning Qi Long earlier?
And now Su Xin was using it on him. What did that mean? Humiliation?
Wu Changfeng snorted coldly. "Lord Su, since we all serve the Imperial Court, even if you are a True Martial Realm expert, you still need to abide by the rules, don't you? You are no longer one of the Four Great Constables of the Six Fan Sect, while