"Feng, I'll wait for you." The young woman gazed at Sima Feng with deep affection, completely oblivious to her surroundings.
"Go on and wait, then."
Sima Feng smiled and nodded, shaking out his black robes as he prepared to leave.
"Hold it, Sima Feng! You dare provoke someone from my Zhou Family? I'd say you're tired of living!"
Just then, a young man leaped out from the crowd, charging directly at Sima Feng with a Long Saber. The sharp blade erupted with surging Primordial Qi, unleashing a fierce and imposing power.
Listening from the side, Wen Qingye was rather surprised. 'I didn't expect this woman and the others to all be from the Zhou Family.'
He could clearly gauge their strength. Sima Feng's cultivation was at the Ninth Heaven of Yin Yang Realm, and his Cultivation Technique was extremely peculiar—Piaomiao and agile. The Zhou Family disciple's cultivation was only at the Yin Yang Realm Eighth Layer Heaven. Barring any surprises, the man was no match for Sima Feng.
