"What should we do, Young Master? In our opinion, this man has a powerful defensive treasure. We can seize it while he's gravely wounded."
"Idiots! What treasure could I want that Mu Lan Pavilion doesn't have? I just want him dead! Ding Feng, Ding Yu, go to Mu Lan Pavilion and fetch the formation-breaking Divine Hairpin. Bring Hu Fu here too. I refuse to believe we can't break through!"
After an entire afternoon of commotion without any success, Chen Mu Fei grew anxious. Most importantly, he had caused a stir throughout the city, and many people were watching. His pride could not bear their failure to break even a light screen.
Inside the room, Xi Yan and the woman were also deeply anxious. This senior merely lay on the couch with his eyes closed, resting, allowing the thunderous assault on the formation outside without taking action. Was he so badly injured that he had no way to stop them?
Mu Bai did not act, but he sensed every movement outside. He wanted to see just how much of a disturbance Chen Mu Fei could stir up, and just how many people were spoiling him!
Before long, Hu Fu was invited over as well. Chen Mu Fei stepped forward obediently and cupped his fists in greeting.
"Uncle Hu Fu, a thief stole my treasure and is hiding inside this light screen, refusing to come out. Please break this light screen for me, Uncle."
Hu Fu had been a demon for many years. How could he not know what Chen Mu Fei usually got up to?
"Nephew Mu Fei, are you trying to put this man to death? In my view, spare others where you can. Our pavilion has no shortage of treasures. With that time and energy, you would do better