Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World novel Chapter 1348

Chapter 1348: Chapter 698: Silent

He didn’t want to implicate this stranger who had just helped them.

"Where did this stray dog come from, daring to meddle in the affairs of Young Master?"

The leading young man in a purple robe turned around, his face full of arrogance.

He seemed to be in his early twenties, with handsome but sinister features. The jade pendant at his waist had the word "Luoyun" inscribed on it, clearly indicating his extraordinary status.

Gu Sheng ignored the purple-robed youth’s rant, his gaze fell on Mu Xi’s red and swollen cheeks, his brow furrowing slightly.

"What’s going on?"

"Senior, leave quickly!"

Mu Feng’s voice was hoarse.

"They are..."

"Shut up!"

The purple-robed young man kicked Mu Feng’s knee, the sound of bone cracking was clearly audible.

Mu Feng groaned and fell to the ground, but still used his body to protect his sister.

The purple-robed youth looked downward at Mu Feng from a height, sneering.

"I am Young Master Qin, the son of Luoyun City’s City Lord. You bumpkin collided with Young Master on the street and didn’t apologize, and now you bring a clueless helper?"

Mu Xi cried out and rushed to her brother’s side.

"You obviously deliberately ran into my brother, and robbed our..."

"Slap!"

Young Master Qin backhanded another slap, knocking Mu Xi to the ground.

"Even a lowly girl dares to interject?"

Mu Feng’s eyes were filled with rage, struggling to get up, but was pinned down by two strong men.

Young Master Qin contemptuously chuckled, squatting down to pat Mu Feng’s face.

"Want to save your sister? That’s fine. I’ll give you a chance—tear off her clothes with your own hands, and I’ll let you leave."

There was dead silence in the corridor, only Mu Xi’s suppressed sobbing.

The subordinates behind Young Master Qin let out obscene laughter, some even whistled.

Gu Sheng watched coldly, evaluating Mu Feng’s strength in his mind.

This young man appeared downcast, but the way his spiritual power circulated within was quite peculiar, as he had reached the Early Stage of the Earth Palace Realm.

It was known that a loose cultivator without the support of sect resources reaching the Earth Palace Realm at this age meant his talent was definitely not poor.

"Amazing talent... at all costs..."

Gu Sheng murmured to himself, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"Mu Feng... interesting."

He turned, his robe fluttering without wind, a strand of black hair slipping from his tied hair, hanging beside his angular cheek.

The spiritual power fluctuations coming from the other end of the corridor caught his attention.

"Earth Palace Realm Late Stage?"

Gu Sheng furrowed his brow slightly.

"This aura... unstable and hollow, as if piled up with elixir pills."

He walked forward slowly, his footsteps barely audible. Turning the corner, the scene before him stopped him in his tracks.

Mu Feng was kneeling on one knee, blood seeping from the corners of his mouth, his right hand tightly gripping a blue longsword, the blade already showing dense cracks.

In front of him, a brocade-clad youth stood with his hands behind his back, a disdainful smile on his face.

"With such skill, you call yourself a genius?"

The brocade-clad youth—Young Master Qin sneered.

"Your tribe’s judgment is really terrible."

Mu Feng gritted his teeth and raised his head, eyes burning with unyielding flame.

"Young Master Qin, I have no grudge against you, why keep pushing me?"

"Why?"

Young Master Qin exaggeratedly spread his arms.

"Because I don’t like you, is that reason good enough?"

The followers behind him let out harsh laughs. One stepped forward, pointing at Mu Feng.

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