Bu Changfeng hung his head low, eyes brimming with the flames of humiliation and rage. Today, as a man and as the young head of the Tianyi Sect, his dignity had been trampled underfoot, yet he was powerless to resist!
All he could do was let bitterness spread in his heart!
He did not speak but left with the barely alive Yue Feiyan, leaving the entrance of the guest inn.
Zhou Yuan watched that retreating figure, a vague sense of unease also rising in his heart.
But if he really made a move to kill, Tianyi Sect would certainly mobilize its full force to deal with him.
His survival until now in the hands of the Han Clan had been all down to luck, and luck wouldn't be with him all the time.
If Tianyi Sect got involved too, he couldn't imagine how difficult his situation would become.
"How about that?"
"Isn't my influence impressive?"
"What is Xiao Zhan anyway?"
"What is Black Rock City?"