Above Luoyun City.
A scene of Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix filled the sky. Little Fire still seemed immersed in his inner world, unaware of what was happening outside.
At this moment, the red-haired man looked at Taishu Jing with an odd expression. Taishu Jing's attitude had changed far too quickly, catching him somewhat off guard.
"Ahem, you two young friends, I believe you have already guessed my identity. I come from the Phoenix Clan. My name is Feng Zhe."
The red-haired man, Feng Zhe, smiled faintly at the two of them.
"Greetings, Senior Feng Zhe. I am Taishu Yun, and this is my younger brother, Taishu Jing. My brother and I were somewhat rash just now. Please forgive us, Senior."
Taishu Yun cupped his fists toward Feng Zhe and spoke.
"Hahaha, not rash at all. For the bond between brothers, you dared to raise your blades against a Saint. Honestly, it has been a long time since I last saw young people as bold as you."
Feng Zhe laughed heartily. Having seen through the entire course of events at a glance, he naturally knew why the Taishu brothers had acted. It seemed that the tenth Holy Son of his Phoenix Clan was truly blessed to have encountered brothers like them.
"Tch. What's the use of being bold if there's no reward?"
Taishu Jing shot him a dissatisfied glance.
Though they had acted unnecessarily, who could blame them? This man had suddenly appeared and stared at Little Fire with a smile on his face. Anyone would have thought he was a kidnapper.
"Jing," Taishu Yun said, his tone slightly stern.
Taishu Jing curled his lips and said nothing more.
Feng Zhe watched the two brothers with great interest. He was curious what kind of force could nurture such