Xu Feng had thought that, with Yu Xiaogang dealt with, there would be nothing else to do and they would soon return to Spirit Hall. He had not expected anyone to dare intercept them en route when their lineup had strength equivalent to four Titled Douluos-much less a mere Soul Saint.
"Xu Feng, get your ass out here!"
Ahead of the Lingbo Treading Snow Flying Chariot, a woman in a fitted red outfit, flames coiling around her entire body, stood blocking the middle of the road.
It was none other than Liu Erlong. Although she had also been caught in yesterday's massive explosion, Bibi Dong had thrown her so far away that her injuries from the blast were not serious.
"Well, look at you, little bitch."
Seeing who it was, Yue Guan, who had been sitting upright in the chariot's driver's seat, instantly rose into the air. Amid scattering chrysanthemums, he appeared before Liu Erlong almost instantaneously.
"We spared your life yesterday. Forget showing gratitude for such tremendous kindness-you actually dared come block our path. You truly don't know whether to live or die..."
With that, Yue Guan moved to strike with his palm, looking ready to kill Liu Erlong in a single blow.
"Stop."
Xu Feng's voice came from inside the chariot. Like a machine freezing up, Yue Guan instantly went rigid, and a look of terror rose on his face.
"Young Master Xu Feng, you... why did you come out?"
Even Yue Guan's lips trembled as he spoke.
He clearly remembered that, when they set off on their return journey, Her Holiness the Saintess had ordered that, unless it was urgent, no disturbance was to be allowed to affect the chariot. In particular, Xu Feng's rest must not be interrupted.
Yue Guan could understand Her Holiness the Saintess's