Feng Wu Playing Nice (1)

Duan Chaoge said, "Because when he became a Spiritual Lord, the Zuo family made such a big fuss about it. They held a feast for three days straight, just to announce the good news to the imperial capital."

Feng Wu said, "I see."

Chaoge said, "And that was years ago. Zuo Qingxian has to be a Level 3 Spiritual Lord at least. Xiao Wu, you've just killed him, so…"

Feng Wu smiled wryly. "I'm only a Level 7 Spiritual Elder."

Duan Chaoge couldn't believe her ears. "That's impossible! You killed him…"

Killing someone who was one level higher was already hard enough, let alone so many levels…

Feng Wu smiled self-mockingly. "That's because Zuo Qingxian underestimated me. I tried to fool him, and he bought it, letting his guard down. Only then did I have a chance to stab him with the dagger. In a normal situation, I wouldn't even be able to breach his defense, let alone kill him."