"Can the young master provide any assurance?"
The Civil Judge asked with an expression of puzzlement. In his eyes, the boy standing before him was an ordinary mortal. How could he possibly curb the strength of these rebellious demons?
"Naturally, with the sword in my hands!"
Feng Qing'an calmly answered. He reached out and brushed past his waist. A glowing snow-white long sword appeared in his hand. It was the Green God Sword, a gift from the Mountain god.
"Young Master Feng!"
Upon seeing Feng Qing'an pulling out a sword out of thin air, the Civil Judge was startled. He instantly understood that the boy standing in front of him was not ordinary, contrary to what he had previously assumed.
At this moment, the Civil Judge felt a sense of danger he had never experienced before. This danger did not come from the two wolves beside the boy, but the boy himself, who the Civil Judge had been overlooking.
