As the little fox's jaws closed, terrified screams and thunderous booms rang out without end. Yet no matter how great the commotion, after a few chews and crunching sounds from the little fox, everything quickly fell silent again.
The little fox shrank its head back down, returned to Chen Wenhao's shoulder, and smacked its lips.
"Now that they've entered longevity, they really do taste better."
Chen Wenhao shook his head as well.
"These local gentry and noble clans have some strength to rely on, yet they're far too arrogant. I hadn't wanted to stir up so much trouble..."
Seeing this scene and hearing Chen Wenhao's words, Meng Qi, Yuan Qiongyi, and her father all wore exceedingly subtle, complicated expressions.
The little fox had swallowed a longevity cultivator in one bite.
And the mighty Wang Clan had actually been called a mere local gentry clan by Chen Wenhao. Just what kind of background did Chen Wenhao have?
Meng Qi's expression was complicated as he looked at Chen Wenhao in some confusion. "Brother Chen, what do you think... we should do now?"
Chen Wenhao narrowed his eyes.
"By rights, I should pay the Wang Clan a visit directly. But I'm worried that after I leave, the Yuan Clan may suffer an accident... Since that's the case, we can only keep waiting. The Wang Clan has lost a longevity cultivator, so they should send even stronger experts next..."
For a longevity cultivator, rushing to Heavenly Sound City naturally took little time.
That earlier longevity cultivator had arrived so quickly; the others could arrive at any moment as well.
Yuan Qiongyi's father wore a strange expression, his lips twitching. "Young Master Chen, your strength is formidable and your family background extraordinary, but my Yuan Clan is merely a small household. We truly cannot withstand