Hong Yunfei, who Zhou Donghuang was glaring at, was now feeling desperate.
The young man in white in front of him was clearly one of the inner sect disciples of the Donghuang Sect. Otherwise, he would not have been able to send Fang Lunjie flying with just one offhanded slap to the face.
While being stared down at by someone like that, Hong Yunfei could not escape even if he wanted to.
"S... senior."
Hong Yunfei barely mustered up the courage to address him and was initially going to blurt out "Junior," considering that this young man standing in front of him was probably many years younger than him. But upon recalling that this young man was probably one of the inner sect disciples, and knowing that his own strength paled in comparison, Hong Yunfei immediately corrected himself.
