"Chu Feng, how dare you betray me?" Steward Mu Kun looked at Chu Feng with eyes filled with hatred as if he wanted to devour him alive.
If not for Chu Feng deliberately provoking him, he would not have impulsively challenged the authority of Pu Fazheng in public.
"How have I betrayed you? By your own evil deeds, acting arrogantly and overbearingly, falling down was just a matter of time." Chu Feng couldn't help rolling his eyes and coldly spoke.
"Holding back my entry-level disciple resources and repeatedly assigning fatal missions against the rules, yet fortunately, this young master's luck was strong enough to survive both. Thinking of embezzling these resources? Better save your energy!"
The fall of Mu Kun was already certain.
Now, Chu Feng was just beating a drowning dog. He would recoup some interest first and settle the score slowly later.
As long as he reclaimed the Nine Yang Sword Veins, crushing Steward Mu Kun with a backhand was effortless.
