Sitting in his room, Li Su let out a breath.
Given the current situation, the trouble should die down for a while.
That was the only benefit of him forcibly holding himself back from killing the other party outright and choosing a draw instead.
This way, those stronger than Ghost Chief would not easily step in.
After all, there were not many people above Ghost Chief's level, and they were basically all the most elite prodigies.
For beings of that caliber to personally enter the fray would be lowering their own status. Under normal circumstances, they would not do such a thing.
Although he had fought Ghost Chief to a draw in this battle, and had even been suppressed most of the time, anyone who had watched the fight between them should have realized how difficult it would be to take down Pei Feng.
Of course, he could not relax because of that.
Xue Xue's appeal was far greater than he had imagined.
Now it depended on what tricks the other side would pull. After all, she was different from Zhao Yan. Her status as the Xue Family's direct daughter gave her far more than Zhao Yan, who was likewise a saintess and no less beautiful.
As a result, quite a few people were willing to stand up for her.
Thinking of this, Li Su felt a faint twinge of regret. He should not have drunk that cup of wine.
Clearly, the situation was far more serious than he had imagined. Even Heart Sword disciples had been bribed to forcibly break his seclusion, and when he went out, the amount of malice outside the mountain gate had exceeded his expectations.
There was too much of it.
Could that cup of wine have carried some other meaning?
After all, merely sharing