Do You Have A Guilty Conscience?

Jun Linyuan dashed off right away.

When they looked again, he had become a little black dot in the far distance.

Seeing that Xuan Yi had also left in a hurry, Feng Xun pulled a long face and turned to Feng Wu. "Feng Wu, my dearest lady, can you maybe spare me for now? I'd really love to hunt down that Demonic Blood Dragon with them!"

Yan Yan looked at Feng Xun in bewilderment. "Cousin, what's wrong with you? She's not that genius anymore and you don't have to show her any respect. Why are you so afraid of her? You can just throw her over the wall!"

Feng Xun gave Yan Yan a "you idiot" look, then took a deep breath. "Are you trying to get me killed?!"

"Huh?" Yan Yan was genuinely baffled. Feng Wu was useless now. There was no point showing her any respect at all. Why on earth was her cousin afraid of the girl so much?!

Feng Xun looked disconsolately at Feng Wu.