Ji Haonan narrowed his eyes and stared at Ji Ling.
"Yes! Manager Chen is loyal and conscientious! He is right, it is Mu Feng who is wrong, it is all his fault!"
Ji Ling said excitedly.
Bang! As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Haonan swung out his right palm and slapped Ji Ling hard.
Ji Ling covered his cheek and looked at Ji Haonan in disbelief.
"Ling'er, you are so rude!"
Ji Haonan gave Ji Ling a cold look and immediately walked towards Mu Feng.
"Master Mu, it's Haonan who has failed to discipline him properly!"
Ji Haonan bowed deeply to Mu Feng with a respectful and pious attitude.
Silence, deathly silence, spread throughout Jibing Pavilion.
Everyone took a breath and looked at this scene in disbelief.
Ji Haonan, the dignified head of the Ji family, actually bowed to a young man at this moment.
And this young man was ridiculed and scorned by everyone just now. The contrast was really too great.
Manager Chen's eyes were filled with despair and he collapsed on the ground. He was really finished.
He understood that the young man in front of him was the person Ji Haonan said he should not offend, but he had offended such a person.
"This..." Xia Bingxuan frowned. She looked deeply at Mu Feng, as if she wanted to see through the latter.
Concubine Feng Luo's lips parted slightly, her beautiful eyes were filled with shock. She felt that Mu Feng was becoming more and more mysterious.
"Dad, did you make a mistake?
You are the head of the Ji family, and you represent the face of the Ji family, how can you...how to salute such a waste?"
Ji Ling covered his cheeks, anger raging in his heart like an erupting volcano, and he roared.
Bang! Another crisp slap sounded. Ji Haonan lifted Ji Ling's collar with one hand and said coldly: "Ling'er, if you dare to talk nonsense again, don't blame dad for being rude!"
Chills ran down Ji Ling's spine, and the anger in his heart suddenly disappeared, but he fell silent.
"Kneel down!"
Ji Haonan put down Ji Ling and shouted softly.
Ji Ling gritted his teeth and reluctantly knelt in front of Mu Feng.
However, his eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment.
"Master Mu! If Ling'er has offended you in any way, please forgive him!"
Ji Haonan saluted Mu Feng again, while secretly scolding Ji Ling for being a bastard.
Master Mu is such a person, even the Purple Heart Fire can be manipulated by him, and even the ancestors admire him.
We should try our best to make friends with such a person, so how can we offend him so easily?
"Still not apologizing?"
Ji Haonan slapped Ji Ling's forehead and cursed secretly.
Ji Ling's face turned red, he lowered his head and whispered: "I'm sorry!"
Mu Feng stood with his hands behind his hands. He looked down at Ji Ling and spoke slowly.
"not enough!"
Mu Feng's voice was very flat and light.
"not enough?
What else do you want?"
Ji Ling said angrily.
"Ji Ling! Do you still remember what I just said?"
Mu Feng said calmly.
"What words?"
Ji Ling was stunned for a moment, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.
"I said, if you break your legs and kneel in front of me to apologize, I can forget about it!"
Mu Feng said calmly.
"You...don't go too far!"
Ji Ling finally felt fear in his heart.
Ji Haonan's heart trembled, and he quickly said with a smile: "Master Mu, Ji Ling is still young and ignorant, please forgive him this time!"
"I, Mu Feng, will keep my word! To stop, or to continue?"
Mu Feng looked directly at Ji Haonan, his eyes as cold as ice fields.
"Dad! He is just an outsider. I am your son. Do you really want to do what he says?"
Seeing Ji Haonan hesitate, Ji Ling shouted excitedly.
"Ji Haonan! Didn't you hear what Master Mu said?
And it keeps going!”
The moment Ji Haonan hesitated, a majestic and cold voice came from the entire Ji Bing Pavilion.
The sound was like thunder, resounding in everyone's ears and booming.
Ji Haonan's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly shouted loudly. He clasped Ji Ling's knees with his hands like hooks and twisted them violently.
Ah! A shrill scream rang out. Ji Ling covered his knees and rolled in pain on the ground.
"I ordered you to break his legs, do you hate me?"
Mu Feng looked at Ji Haonan and asked lightly.
"Don't dare!"
Ji Haonan lowered his head and said.
"Do you agree?"
"Clothes!"
Mu Feng nodded and drifted away.
He came to the Treasure Weapon Conference primarily for the spiritual fire.
Now that the spiritual fire has been obtained, he will naturally not stay for long.
After Mu Feng left, Ji Ling was taken down for treatment.
Ji Haonan looked at Xia Bingxuan with gloomy eyes and said: "You are not welcome in Jibing Pavilion, get out!"
Ji Haonan had always known that Ji Ling was pursuing Xia Bingxuan, and this time in order to please the latter, he planned to give away the Qiushui sword.
With Ji Haonan's shrewdness, how could he not have guessed that Ji Ling suddenly offended Mu Feng, and it was probably this woman who was behind it.
Xia Bingxuan's face changed slightly, and seeing Ji Haonan's eyes getting colder and colder, she had no choice but to hold back her anger and leave in embarrassment.
"Mu Feng, just wait for me! No matter how many people you know, external forces will always be external forces. When the enrollment ceremony begins, I will let you understand that waste will always be waste!"
Xia Bingxuan looked coldly at Mu Feng's leaving figure, her eyes becoming more and more malicious.
..."Mu Feng, why is Ji Haonan so respectful to you?
You are not that mysterious ancestor!"
On the road, Concubine Feng Luo followed Mu Feng, her beautiful eyes rolling, and she asked tentatively.
"Ji Wenshu must be respectful when he sees me, let alone Ji Haonan!"
Mu Feng smiled lightly.
"boast!"
Concubine Feng Luo spat out her sweet tongue and didn't believe Mu Feng's words at all.
As the daughter of the city lord, she naturally knows all the powerful people in Tongyang City.
Ji Wenshu is the ancestor of the Ji family, he is elusive and his whereabouts are secretive.
Feng Xinglan once evaluated Ji Wenshu, calling him the most promising genius in the Ji family's past century to become a true spiritual craftsman.
How can such a person be compared to Ji Haonan?
Mu Feng smiled slightly, but did not care about Concubine Feng Luo's suspicion.
"Concubine Luo, you are born with ice blood. If you practice in a low-temperature environment, your practice will be much faster!"
Mu Feng glanced at the girl next to him and found that the latter's aura was much stronger than before.
He knew that Concubine Feng Luo should have successfully opened up her lifeline. With the power of the ice bloodline, Concubine Feng Luo's cultivation speed would only be faster than that of his three-line bloodline.
"Low temperature environment?"
If Concubine Feng Luo has some enlightenment, no wonder her cultivation efficiency at night is much higher than during the day.
It turned out to be because of the ice bloodline.
...Night falls, in the courtyard.
Mu Feng sat cross-legged.
Li Wenshu was standing not far away, with a hint of worry in her beautiful eyes.
After Mu Feng came back, he planned to use the Purple Heart Fire to open up the Blood Sealing Throat.
Li Wenshu knew that there was a certain danger in leading the charge for the spiritual soldiers, and that they could not be interfered with.
Therefore, Li Wenshu took the initiative to protect Mu Feng.
Suddenly, Li Wenshu felt something and looked ahead into the darkness.
There, a wisp of fire burst out.
The flame is very strange. The outer flame is dim yellow and the center of the flame is lavender.
Whoosh whoosh! Wisps of flames shot out one after another, like erratic will-o'-the-wisps in the middle of the night.
"Condensation!"
Suddenly, with a slight shout, the flames suddenly connected together and turned into a huge fire snake.
In the center of the fire snake, there is a young man with eyes as sharp as knives.
In the palm of his hand, a sword with a rough surface and a scarlet glow was looming under the firelight.