"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?!" But Lul Shenze didn't give him a chance to speak, coldly interrupting, "Is this the etiquette and hospitality of your Flower God Sect? If that's the case, I've witnessed it today, not knowing humility or respect, humph!"
"Can you not make noise here? Don't you find it annoying to the ears?" At this moment, Chen Fei spoke up, coldly.
"What did you say?" Lul Shenze's face darkened, as an astonishing power of wood exuded from him, forming an azure giant dragon that locked onto Chen Fei from afar, indifferently saying, "Are you sure you were just talking to me?"
"Who else would it be?" Chen Fei squinted his eyes, clearly annoyed, coldly responded.
"Courting death!" Lul Shenze's face soured on the spot, shouting angrily, about to make a move. But at this moment, Wu Manhe, the Azure King standing by his side, stopped him, shaking his head, and said, "Enough, let it go."
