Everyone watched as the shadow shrank back under Pei Feng's body. When they looked at the tree and the middle of the road … Kundu and Singh's corpses were nowhere to be seen. They were all gone! Even the bloodstains around it had disappeared without a trace!
"Mr. Pei, what … what's going on?"
Chang Xiaoe was not very courageous to begin with. Now that she saw such a strange, terrifying, and unbelievable scene, she was so scared that her face turned green, and all her hair stood on end.
"Your … your shadow … ate the two of them?!"
Pei Feng glanced at her and said calmly, "There are three thousand ways and thousands of changes. On the path of martial arts, there are endless magical powers. If you are always so startled, your Taoist heart will not be firm, and you will be like a child. Why don't you disperse your cultivation as soon as possible and return to Mingwu Village to farm, get married, and have children? It's better than having your cultivation crippled by me in the future and being chased out of Shanghai. "
Pei Feng's voice was not loud, nor was it strict. However, as soon as he said this, Chang Xiaoe immediately fell silent and did not dare to make a sound.
Ayesha, who was at the side, felt the same. She could not help but purse her lips and lower her head slightly.
Ever since she returned from Mount Tianwu, she had been very curious about Pei Feng's abnormal shadow. When she saw such an unbelievable scene just now, she could not hold it in anymore and wanted to ask about the shadow. However, as soon as Pei Feng said this, she did not dare to ask anymore.
After spending some time together, both Chang Xiaoe and Ayesha had a better understanding of Pei Feng's way of doing things and doing things.
Every word he said had to be taken seriously and could not be taken as a joke. Because … he was the kind of person who would do what he said and would definitely do what he said.
"Your name is Wei Zixuan?"
Pei Feng's gaze turned to Wei Zixuan, whose face was pale and who had not dared to make a sound.
"I'm … Wei Zixuan from the Wei family of Gan Province. Greetings … greetings, Grandmaster."
Wei Zixuan's head was buried very low. He didn't even have the courage to look up at Pei Feng.
Because not long ago, he had spoken rudely, threatened and insulted this young Grandmaster before him!
The wrath of a Grandmaster was unfathomable!
Seeing Pei Feng's unparalleled divine ability and shocking methods, his heart was already trembling with fear. How would he dare to offend Pei Feng in the slightest?
"Do you remember what I told you?"
As soon as these words came out, Wei Zixuan's face immediately turned pale. His legs went soft and he staggered, almost kneeling on the ground.
"Grandmaster, I … I'm really sorry before. I … I'm really sorry before. I … I had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai. I was wrong, I admit my mistake! You can punish me however you like, I will have no complaints! "
"Alright."
Pei Feng nodded and took a step forward. He stood in front of Wei Zixuan and said, "Your attitude is sincere and you admit your mistake. You are worthy of being a descendant of an ancient martial arts family. As I said before, if you don't apologize, you will pay the price. I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. "
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Fangyuan and Han Shuang Er's faces changed.
Wei Zixuan was the most beloved grandson of the Wei family in Gan Province, Wei Donglai. If something were to happen to him, it would be no small matter!
The Wu family was the leader, and the Wei and Han family were the assistants. This had been the case since the end of the Ming Dynasty. However, this was only because the Wei and Han family followed strict family rules.
Today, the Wei and Han families were still dependent on the Wu family financially, and they were still loyal to the Wu family in terms of martial arts and defense. They were fully responsible for the security of the Wu family, but times had changed. The Wu family of the capital also understood that there were some reverse scales that could not be touched. Otherwise, the situation of the three families being closely dependent on each other would very likely be broken.
Ever since the end of the Qing Dynasty, the Wei and Han family had not produced a Transcendent Grandmaster.
Although there were no Grandmasters in the Wei and Han family, they were not to be underestimated.
The family lord of the Wei family, Wei Donglai, and the family lord of the Han family, Han Shaoping, were famous in the martial arts circle in China. They were both half-step Grandmasters.
Both of them were only a step away from Transcendent State. They were half-step Grandmasters in the truest sense.
Han Shaoping had fought three Grandmasters and escaped unscathed. He was known as the "Tycoon of Tianjin".
Wei Donglai was even more powerful. He was known as the "Most Powerful Martial Artist".
He once fought with the famous "Changbai Immortal Sect", Hua Changqing at the Heavenly Lake for a day and a night without losing. In the end, the two of them appreciated each other and became best friends.
Both of them were in their seventies, which was not considered old in the world of martial arts. If they could break through the bottleneck and enter Transcendent State, there was a high chance that they would become Grandmasters.
If something bad happened to Wei Zixuan, Wei Donglai would be enraged. The relationship between the Wei family and the Wu family would be in jeopardy. To the Wu family, this was a serious matter!
"Grandmaster, please spare Wei Zixuan's life! He is young and reckless. He should not have offended a Grandmaster, but … he doesn't deserve to die! "
In a moment of desperation, Wu Fangyuan actually knelt down on one knee and begged for mercy repeatedly, almost kowtowing.
At the side, Han Shuang 'er also cupped her fists and said solemnly, "Grandmaster, Han Shuang' er pleads with you to be magnanimous and spare him this time."
Pei Feng glanced at them before her gaze returned to Wei Zixuan, who was shivering and had an ashen face.
"I had planned to kill you, but … seeing that you are sincere and willing to admit your mistake, I will spare your life today."
Then his voice turned cold. "Since ancient times, martial arts have always been respected. How can a Transcendent Grandmaster be humiliated? I can spare your death sentence, but you cannot escape punishment! "
As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out his right hand and brushed past Wei Zixuan's right shoulder.
Immediately, there was a cracking sound as his right shoulder blade was broken.
Wei Zixuan's body swayed and his face turned pale. He didn't make a sound. After a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you, Grandmaster … for sparing my life!"
Surprise flashed in Pei Feng's eyes.
He had originally thought that Wei Zixuan would definitely hold a grudge in his heart even though he had endured it silently after losing an arm. However, he did not expect that there was not the slightest bit of resentment or anger in his words, only deep reverence and regret.
It seemed that he had misjudged this young man.
He was a tough nut to crack. Although he was arrogant and had a foul mouth, he was not as narrow-minded as he had thought. He was honest and straightforward.
A wisp of a faint smile suffused the corners of Pei Feng's mouth as he looked at Wei Zixuan who had his head lowered and a solemn expression. He could faintly see a slight trace of himself from the past on Wei Zixuan.
"Wei Zixuan, I will cut off your arm today. Do you yield?"
"I yield!"
"It doesn't matter. If you don't yield, you can ask the elders of the Wei family to come to Shanghai to argue with me. I will await their arrival."
As soon as he said this, Wei Zixuan's expression changed. He looked up at Pei Feng.
Their eyes met. Wei Zixuan said word by word, "Grandmaster, every word I said was from the bottom of my heart! Your martial arts cultivation, divine abilities … I truly admire you. I, Wei Zi Xuan, am convinced that you cut off one of my arms as punishment! "
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