Seeing Yi Feng answer with a faint smile, uncle and niece were struck as if by lightning.
Especially Lin Xiao, the handsome uncle. He was suddenly so choked up that he could not say a single word. Whether it was his earlier fury or the speech he had prepared to persuade him, all of it went down his throat.
The man had slain Liu Changfeng right here and still looked utterly relaxed, as though he had merely crushed a chick to death.
What the hell was there to persuade him about?!
After staring blankly at each other for several breaths, Liu Changfeng could no longer maintain the airs of a senior. Thinking of how he had called the younger generation formidable before, he was now so embarrassed he wished he could burrow into the ground; his toes were practically digging out a garden villa beneath his feet...
Damn it...
After talking for so long, the junior generation had turned out to be me!
This was truly a little humiliating.
It was hard to believe that an outsider cultivator possessed cultivation from the Desolate Realm. There were always higher heavens beyond heaven and greater people beyond people. His calm composure of tens of thousands of years had been shattered to pieces by this blow.
Noticing his niece Lin Ruowei's shocked expression from the corner of his eye, Lin Xiao hurriedly steadied his bearing.
The matter had indeed gone far beyond expectations, but since they had come, he still had to contribute something. Otherwise, his old face would truly have nowhere to go in the future.
After pondering for several breaths, Lin Xiao nervously cupped his hands and spoke.
"Fellow... Fellow Daoist Yi."
"Your cultivation is peerless. I admire you beyond measure. But Meteor God Palace is terrifyingly powerful, and this matter