"Esteemed guest!"
Seeing that Zhou Feng still hadn't let go of Shen Jing, Fairy Dream Butterfly also opened her mouth slightly.
That calm voice was like a cold spring as if it could dissipate anyone's anger.
Although Fairy Dream Butterfly didn't continue speaking, the meaning was already very obvious. She hoped that Zhou Feng would let it go.
After all, this was still the territory of the Jade Lake Holy Land.
At that moment, Zhou Feng had the urge to let it go.
He still had to participate in the Peach Blossom Convention, and he wouldn't manage to do that if he killed him now.
'That's not right!'
However, just as this thought arose, Zhou Feng suppressed it.
'What's going on? That voice…'
He was not the type to do whatever others said. Yet, he subconsciously followed Fairy Dream Butterfly's instructions upon hearing her voice.
'How strange…'
Zhou Feng's face remained calm.
"You..."