Xiao Chen stared at Long Fei and Chu Feng from afar, his eyes filled with surprise and a bit of annoyance.
He had ruthlessly left behind a dozen junior brothers, but all the attention was snatched by Long Fei and Chu Feng.
Xiao Chen stood with his sword on the river surface, trying to regain his reputation, and shouted at the water, "Fiend, you harm my junior brothers and injure the people of Xiangyang. I, Xiao Chen, will surely tear you to pieces."
He raised his hand and thrust his longsword downward.
The water splashed with a 'poof', and Sword Qi violently swept through the water, creating a vortex on the surface.
The infatuated girls on the shore cried out, saying that even their idol was charming when angry.
Chu Feng sneered, "What are you pretending for? This Demonic Beast left long ago. Still waiting for you to kill it!"
Long Fei laughed and said, "An idol, perhaps? When you lose face, you should pick it up somehow."
