Chapter 658: 657, can't afford to provoke
Chapter 658: 657, can’t afford to provoke
“Hu Zheng has indeed put on quite the airs,” Hu Zheng disdainfully curled his lip.
Zhou Feran halted his horse, looking down condescendingly at Song Yan Ning and her group. “Are you the ones who bullied my daughter?”
“Your daughter’s carriage reckless charged through the street, nearly hitting us. Shouldn’t we demand an apology?” Fox King asked coldly. Even when he was the Demon King, he had never put on such airs.
Zhou Feran looked the Fox King up and down, and smiled faintly, “Not everyone is qualified to demand an apology from my daughter.” Indeed, the opponent carried an extraordinary aura, but here, he was the supreme ruler.
“As expected, a crooked beam leads to crooked rafters,” mocked the Fox Queen.
Zhou Feran’s expression darkened, and he waved to his subordinates behind him, “Seize them all.” He wanted to see how much strength they truly had. This time, he had brought guards who were all at the Nascent Soul Stage or beyond.
“I can handle these men,” Hu Zheng said, and in the blink of an eye, he dashed towards the charging guards. To him, these guards were far too weak.
Zhou Feran let out a cold laugh. Truly overestimating themselves.
However, in the next moment, his smile froze on his face. Those guards, who had charged at Hu Zheng, were utterly powerless in his hands and were sent flying like kites with their strings cut.
Zhou Feran came back to his senses, a trace of wariness flashing in his eyes. It seemed he had underestimated his opponent.
“I’ll take you on,” the Deputy City Lord leapt down from his horse, landing in front of Hu Zheng. He had already observed Hu Zheng and his group; he couldn’t discern their cultivation level. There were only two reasons for this, one, they weren’t Cultivators, and the other, their power was too immense. From Hu Zheng’s moves, it was definitely the latter.
Hu Zheng glanced at the Deputy City Lord and waved his hand carelessly, sending the Deputy Sect Master flying, “You’re not qualified.” Although his power had not yet fully recovered, an early Mahayana cultivator really wasn’t qualified to battle him.
Zhou Feran’s expression changed. Fang Yu’s cultivation was not inferior to his own, and seeing how effortlessly his opponent had handled Fang Yu, he definitely wouldn’t be a match either.
“Gentlemen! I apologize for the earlier disrespect. What happened before was indeed my daughter’s fault, and I apologize on her behalf. Please, honor us with your presence at the City Lord Mansion,” Zhou Feran pleaded, knowing he was no match and naturally wouldn’t foolishly provoke Hu Zheng and his group further. With such immense power on their side, his goal now was to win them over. If they were willing to serve him, his future wouldn’t be limited to being the City Lord of Dongzhou City.
“Not interested!” Hu Zheng huffed coldly.
“City Lord, please lead the way,” Song Yan Ning finally spoke.
Hu Zheng looked at Song Yan Ning in surprise.
Song Yan Ning smiled at Hu Zheng.
A flicker of delight crossed Zhou Feran’s eyes, “Please, this way!”
When Yunyun and Zhou Batian heard that Zhou Feran was returning, they hurried to the door. With their father taking action, those people would undoubtedly be captured.
“Please, come in!” Zhou Feran led the way enthusiastically, his attitude even showing some respect.
“What’s going on?” Yunyun stared in disbelief. Wasn’t father supposed to tie these people up and bring them back? Why does it seem like he is inviting them instead?
“It seems that even father can’t match these people,” Zhou Batian, who knew his father well, commented. If the opponent’s strength were lower than his, the outcome would undoubtedly have been different.
“This can’t be possible!” Yunyun shook her head. If even her father couldn’t handle them, then wasn’t her loss today in vain?