Xiao Feng's voice seemed to come from the depths of the underworld, like the voice of a soul locked in purgatory.
Gu Shan was so frightened that he shivered, and his whole body jumped.
Looking at Xiao Feng as if facing a major enemy, Gu Shan shouted frantically, "Be on guard! Be on guard!"
But Xiao Feng stood calmly in place, waiting for him to summon his men.
Soon, the square was filled with disciples of the Star Sect.
"Bring it here," Xiao Feng said calmly, extending his hand.
"What?" Gu Shan was stunned, pretending to be puzzled. "What are you saying?"
"I don't know what you're talking about!" Gu Shan slowly backed away, and a large group of disciples protected him.
Facing Xiao Feng, he seemed to forget one thing: he was the master of the Star Sect, the strongest in the sect.
If he couldn't handle Xiao Feng, who in the Star Sect could?
But before he could retreat a few steps, a severe pain surged from his hand.
