"Damn ant, you actually dared to kill my young master. Just you wait. When our patriarch comes personally, he will make you pay with your blood."
A follower shouted angrily and quickly escaped. It was obvious that he was going back to report.
Lu Feng saw that the situation was wrong and berated, "Stop him."
The scene was instantly in chaos. All the disciples of the Heaven Mending Sect instantly attacked, preparing to stop those white tigers' followers.
However, Zhao Wan'er raised her hand and pushed them back. "There's no need. It's impossible to hide this matter. There's no need to waste your energy."
Her heart was as clear as a mirror. She knew very well that this matter could not be hidden at all.
"But…"
Lu Feng still wanted to persuade her. He raised his hand and lowered his head helplessly when he saw that the few of them had already fled far away.
"Sigh… Martial Niece, you were indeed too impulsive."
