Chapter 139

And that was all there was to it.

Facing the Qinglong Society.

Facing such remarks.

Even though they were gnashing their teeth with hatred, wishing they could wipe out the Qinglong Society on the spot!

But in reality, not a single one of them dared to step forward first!

Because they all understood one truth.

The gun shoots the bird that pokes its head out!

So they could only sit there with ugly expressions, raging uselessly in their hearts, daring to be angry but not to speak!!

"More words are useless."

"Hurry up and bring out the two fellows behind you."

"Once I've dealt with you, this seat still has a trip to Mount Shaoshi to make!"

He watched the crowd's expressions with a cold sneer.

Guichen shifted his tone, killing intent surfacing on his face.

The words had barely fallen.

Before Abbot Xuan Ci could speak, a sudden thunderous shout rang out from afar.

"Wait!!!"

Sensing the deep, solid true qi within it.

The crowd was startled one after another.

They instinctively turned their heads toward the source of the sound.

'Finally here, huh?'

A smile curled at the corner of Guichen's mouth; he did not make a move right away.

Yet in his heart, a thick thread of doubt flashed by.

The one coming was Qiao Feng — he knew that perfectly well.

But he truly could not figure it out.

Why would the higher-ups pay him so much attention?

He was just a bit more dashing and bold, a bit more loyal and righteous, that's all.

Apart from that, his cultivation was merely at the initial glimpse of the Absolute realm.

How did he warrant such treatment?!

Of course.

Not understanding was one thing.

Since the mission said so, he naturally had to carry it out.

Just as he was thinking.

Qiao Feng arrived with the stride of a dragon and a tiger.

Cupping his fists, he opened his mouth and said.

"Yunzhou Shaolin has shown me kindness as heavy as a mountain, and Abbot Xuan Ci is a man I deeply respect."

"The grudge between you and them, let Qiao shoulder it all — what say you?"

Although he clearly knew this broke the rules somewhat,

and the one he faced was still a terrifying existence like the Qinglong Society,

he was Qiao Feng!

Even knowing full well it could not be done.

For the faith in his heart, he still stepped forward!

Silence!

Quiet!

Utterly quiet!

At this moment.

Whether it was Abbot Xuan Ci's side, or the crowd of Wu Lin people present.

Every single one stared with wide eyes in astonishment.

Staring dumbly at Qiao Feng.

Faces full of disbelief!

After all, this was the Qinglong Society!

Doing this, weren't they afraid of enraging the Paqinglong Society?!

"Are you certain you wish to oppose my Qinglong Society for the very man who killed your mother?"

Guichen was taken aback upon hearing this.

His face was full of strangeness.

"What killer of my mother? You know my origins?!"

Qiao Feng's brows furrowed.

Then, as if suddenly thinking of something, he immediately asked with an urgent expression.

What he did not know was.

At this moment.

Abbot Xuan Ci, whom he had shielded behind him.

Upon hearing these words.

His whole body trembled, and a flash of shock and horror crossed his face.

Though it vanished in an instant.

It was still clearly caught by everyone present.

Thinking of Guichen's words just now.

His expression turned rather amused as he looked toward Qiao Feng.

Some Great Song martial artists who knew him well.

Secretly felt it was a pity for him in their hearts.

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"It seems you still don't know."

Guichen chuckled lightly.

Without waiting for him to ask further, he continued.

"You were originally the son of the Great Liao Imperial Guard's Chief Drill Instructor."

"Thirty years ago, your father brought you and your mother back to Great Song to visit relatives."

"The result was that Murong Bo forged a message, and with Abbot Xuan Ci as the leading elder brother, organized twenty-one experts to lay an ambush outside Yanmen Pass."

"In that battle, although your father killed over a dozen experts, your mother still died a tragic death."

"Disheartened, he jumped off a cliff, but then couldn't bear for you to die with him, so he threw you back up."

"The Gai Gang Gang Leader Wang Jiantong, seeing you were still an infant, was moved by compassion and advocated keeping you."

"But Xuan Ci, worried that once you grew up and learned your origins you would seek revenge against them, arranged for you to be placed with a farming family at the foot of Mount Shaoshi."

"Think carefully and you'll know why, with your martial arts talent so high, Yunzhou Shaolin never taught you any advanced skills."

"Let alone any of Yunzhou Shaolin's Seventy-Two Unrivalled Techniques!"

"The only thing they taught you was Great Song's most basic Taizu Long Fist."

"If it weren't for Wang Jiantong later taking you as his disciple, you'd probably still be farming in the fields right now!"

As the secrets of thirty years ago were unveiled.

The arena instantly fell into a deathly silence.

The crowd's gazes toward Xuan Ci could not help but turn somewhat contemptuous.

And this is what they call a monk who professes compassion and mercy??!

Even though Guichen had not said more just now.