"Kid, where are those two won? Get them back here quickly, or else I, your grandpa, won't be polite! I'll skin you alive first!"
On the streets of Moon City, when the frantic carriage driver saw Shi Ling and Bai Yue'e disappear into the crowd, he snarled nacingly at Shi Feng.
When he pointed them out to that "Little Demon King", there were three people. If those two ran away, and if the Little Demon King held him responsible, he'd be in big trouble!
Therefore, those two must be found! If this kid doesn't speak up, I'll beat him to death.
The carriage driver thought to himself, his face becoming more nacing.
"Make your master co here to see !" Hearing the shout from behind, Shi Feng's face turned cold, and he slowly turned around, saying.
Just as Shi Feng turned around, with no visible action, a sharp "slap" echoed through the air.
The left side of the carriage driver's face was already marked with bloody whip scars, and now the right side had an unmistakable five-fingered handprint.
"Ah!" A cry of agony burst from the driver's mouth, and his forward-running body flew back like a broken sandbag.
With a "bang", he crashed heavily onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"Ah! Ouch! My bones! My bones are broken! Ah! Ouch!" More cries of pain erupted from the driver's mouth.
At this ti, the people on both sides of the street stared in shock at the scene unfolding before them.
The City Lord Mansion's lackey was taught a lesson!
Indeed, it was a satisfying occurrence. However, so were already starting to worry for the one who dared to teach the lackey a lesson.
Because this lackey wasn't just anyone from the City Lord Mansion; he was the lackey of that "Little Demon King"!
Only the Little Demon King could discipline his own lackey; no one else could dare do so!
"Ah! Ouch! Hit ! How dare you hit ! Do you know who I am? Do you know on whose orders I'm acting? You're dead! I'm telling you, you're dead!" Despite the pain, the carriage driver still lifted his upper body and shouted fiercely at Shi Feng.
That kid must be a martial artist! And a foreign one at that.
After a few years of cultivation, he thought he could throw his weight around in Moon City?
Martial artist, hmph! In recent years, quite a few brazen martial artists who dared to co to Moon City were killed by that Little Demon King!
Here, their Little Demon King is like the heavens!
However, Shi Feng's cold voice sounded again: "I told you, make your master co here to see !"
With Shi Feng's voice, a sharp "slap" once again resounded on the street.
This ti again, no one saw Shi Feng make a move. Shi Feng was still at a distance from the "lackey", yet the "lackey"'s face, already bearing bloody whip marks, now bore another unmistakable five-fingered handprint on the left side.
"Ah!" Another cry of agony.
"You!" The carriage driver hadn't expected this person to still dare to hit him.
It's certain he didn't know his identity!
He didn't know who his master was!
No wonder he dared to be so arrogant!
"Ah! You little beast! You dare hit ! I am the servant of Lady Murong from the City Lord Mansion! Murong Yuhan!" The carriage driver once again shouted viciously at Shi Feng.
At this mont, he finally revealed his identity.
When he stated his identity, the driver's eyes locked onto Shi Feng's face.
Waiting to see how surprised Shi Feng would react upon learning his identity.
However, after a mont, the driver saw that Shi Feng remained calm and indifferent. He seed unfazed by the driver's identity.
He maintained a nonchalant deanor.
"How can this be?"
At this point, the carriage driver watched as Shi Feng calmly spoke, "Three strikes and you're out. Die."
After Shi Feng finished speaking, the carriage driver's face revealed an extrely pained expression as if he witnessed sothing terrifying at that very mont, screaming a piercing scream to the sky: "Ah!"
When the scream subsided, people saw his eyes still wide open, his face still bearing that extre pained expression, but his body was slowly falling to the ground.
With a "thud".
A martial artist on the street sensed sothing, quickly discovering that the lackey from the City Lord Mansion was... dead!
Shi Feng told him twice to get his master, and this lackey didn't do it, thus his death was inevitable.
However, Shi Feng then slowly raised his head, looking straight ahead, and at that mont he saw a graceful white figure approaching slowly.
It was naturally Murong Yuhan.
At that mont, Murong Yuhan's pretty and fair face was suprely cold as she gazed at the person standing not far from the corpse, coldly saying, "So it's a martial artist of the Martial Master Realm. No wonder you dare to be so arrogant in my Moon City to even kill my servant. You're impressive!"
At this mont, Shi Feng had co low-key to Moon City, and his Martial Arts Realm, in Murong Yuhan's eyes, was just a One-star Martial Master at best.
A Martial Master, in this little Moon City, could be considered a recognizable figure.
But Murong Yuhan didn't even bother to notice.
Martial Master, hmph! Murong Yuhan had killed not just Martial Masters but even Martial Spirits!
At this mont, Shi Feng could clearly sense the increasingly cold aura approaching him as that woman got closer.
This woman was a martial artist who cultivated Ice Power, and her Martial Arts Realm was in the Three-star Martial Master Realm!
To have reached the Three-star Martial Master level at such a young age, aside from the title of Little Demon King, was recognized as the number one genius of Moon City!
Murong Yuhan's reputation as a genius was well-known not only in Moon City but also in the surrounding cities.
It's said that as Murong Yuhan grew up over these years, suitors from various Great Forces near and far ca to Moon City to propose without pause.
Not too long ago, it was heard that the Little Demon King Murong Yuhan had already been betrothed to the Young City Lord of Mingshan City, Mingg Lei.
Rumor has it that Mingg Lei is also a martial prodigy!
"Ice Power, condense!" At that mont, Shi Feng heard Murong Yuhan's tender shout.
And with that tender shout, Shi Feng could clearly sense that the air around him instantly solidified, as if the invisible air had transford into extrely solid ice.
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