A sharp gleam flashed through Ling Feng's eyes as he held the Communication Stone and said quietly, "Junior Brother Ouyang, I don't understand what you mean."
"If you don't understand, don't ask. Stay away from my junior brother. If there's a next time, I won't be so polite!" Ouyang spoke without the slightest courtesy, then cut off the Communication Stone.
Far away on Little Mountain Peak, Ouyang glanced toward Azure Cloud Peak and said quietly in his heart, Old man, I've already let him off once!
Ling Feng lowered the Communication Stone and looked at Chen Changsheng, his eyes filled with bewildered complexity. He did not understand why Ouyang would instruct Chen Changsheng to do this.
Chen Changsheng, meanwhile, looked curiously at Ling Feng. He did not understand why Eldest Senior Brother had insisted that he strike Ling Feng with his sword.
Was it because he guessed that the reason I drew down the Lightning Tribulation this time was that I came to the Tang State with Ling Feng?
Chen Changsheng did indeed feel as though Ling Feng had been leading him by the nose, but there had been nothing unusual about anything Ling Feng had done.
In the imperial palace, Ling Feng had wanted to destroy the chunks of flesh Zu Yuan left behind, and Chen Changsheng himself had stopped him.
And in Maple Leaf City, Ling Feng had struck down the Heart Demon's Divine Soul with decisive, ruthless methods, giving that Heart Demon no chance whatsoever to escape. Chen Changsheng had witnessed that himself as well.
What Chen Changsheng trusted most was his own talent in matters of the Divine Soul. Even as a Soul Departure cultivator, Ling Feng could not have concealed any tampering with the Divine Soul from his eyes.
Everything had gone very smoothly on