No one dared to look at the young man in front of them with looks of pity, compassion, or disdain like the past. Even if they had no brains they now knew that the twenty years old young man was clearly a terrifying person playing the role of the pig to eat the tiger! A wolf in sheep's skin!
If Xie Feng knew the thoughts of these people, he would probably mock them mercilessly. Playing the role of the pig to eat the tiger? He never did that; it was they themselves who assumed he was weak and it was they who believed that their "acquaintance" had been killed by a furious Nangong Jun. Xie Feng never claimed any of this and had simply watched them talk and jump to conclusions as if they were clowns.
"You... You... Do you have any idea what you just did?"
The skeletal elder who called himself Vhan did not even look at the heart that Xie Feng had handed to him with "kindness", on the contrary, he dodged it as if it was some kind of plague.
