"When I saw that scene, I was stunned too. I demanded to know why Feng Zhen had done it, and his answer was exactly the same as what you said, sir!" Diao Yong's face looked grim, as though he was heartbroken that he had failed to stop his old friend.
"What happened afterward? What did you encounter, and why did Feng Zhen fall unconscious?"
Hearing of Feng Zhen's actions, Nie Yun frowned as well. Slaughtering a newborn King Beast was an affront to heaven's harmony—far too cruel. He felt contempt for such behavior and continued questioning him.
If that were all, Feng Zhen should have been brimming with life. Whether the young Qiu Long Beast had consumed the Qiu Long Crystal or not, devouring its blood would have been an immense tonic for any cultivator.
"After Feng Zhen finished consuming the blood, he told me to go over and drink some too. I couldn't bear it, so I refused..." At this point, an incredulous expression appeared on Diao Yong's face. His brows knitted tightly, as though even now he still could not understand what had happened.
"Did he attack you after you refused, intending to kill you?"
Seeing his expression, Nie Yun guessed the answer and asked.
"You're talking nonsense... That's impossible... My father would never do something like that..." Feng Sheng roared again from the side.
Qing Shan Tribe and Luoshan Tribe might now be deeply at odds, but they had once been on excellent terms. He knew that well, especially the relationship between his father and the old man before him—they had been like blood brothers. It was hard for him to believe that such a bond could lead to something like this.
"How... did you know?"
Unlike Feng Sheng, Chief Diao Yong froze for a moment, his