Lan Jing, the current head of the clan, stormed into the main hall, his expression thunderous.
When he entered, his fury turned to shock at the sight of his elders.
Their robes were in tatters, their faces bloodied, and their auras… gone.
He knew that even if the elders concealed their Qi, they wouldn't be able to do so to this extent.
The realization struck him like a thunderbolt—these were no longer cultivators but mere mortals.
"You dare!"
Lan Jing roared, his voice trembling with both anger and disbelief.
"Feng Chen, do you know what you've done?"
Feng Chen met his gaze unflinchingly.
"I know exactly what I've done. Do you?"
The calm, cutting words silenced the onlookers who had followed Lan Jing into the main hall.
Earlier, they hadn't dared to act, but with their clan leader and elders present, the crowd had gained confidence and no longer feared Feng Chen.
Feng Chen continued, his tone unwavering.