Qiu Feng was both shocked and furious, and embarrassed as well.
He had never expected his old friend to witness such a disgraceful scene inside Zhengyang Martial Academy.
At the same time, Qiu Feng had begun to form some suspicions about the disturbance during that morning's training.
The two disciples from their North Court had dared to violate academy rules and attack Chu Xisheng inside the Essence-Gathering Formation. It most likely had something to do with Shangguan Longjian.
His face livid, he swept a thoroughly unfriendly gaze over the group beneath the locust tree. "Shangguan Longjian, you have some nerve! Do our academy's rules mean anything to you?"
The Shangguan Clan possessed immense wealth and power in Xiushui Commandery, while Qiu Feng was merely an upper-sixth-grade Martial Cultivator, hardly worth mentioning.
But Qiu Feng was not a local. As an outer disciple of the Formless Divine Sect, he had not the slightest fear of the Shangguan Clan.
A trace of humiliation and anger immediately appeared in Shangguan Longjian's eyes, yet his face remained all smiles as he calmly cupped his hands. "Instructor, you exaggerate. We were merely joking with Junior Brother Chu. How would we dare disregard the academy's rules?"
As he spoke, the Three-Leaf Inner Disciples under him all released their sword hilts.
"That had better be the case!"
Qiu Feng considered that he could not let his old friend see him made a laughingstock now. Besides, these people had not actually drawn their swords and attacked, so it would be difficult to punish them under the academy's rules on the spot.
Once Zhou Xiangshan left, there would still be time to deal with these people at his leisure.
Those two disciples he had trained must have violated the academy's rules today because of these people's threats and inducements.