Hearing this, Chen Feng was immediately delighted and nodded eagerly, "Yes, please help me, senior."
"Humph," Song snorted coldly and said, "I have my conditions for taking action, if you immediately annul your engagement with the young miss, I will help, otherwise forget about it."
"Then never mind, I won't bother the senior, I can handle it myself," Chen Feng said with a forced smile.
Seeing this, the white-haired elder laughed heartily, "Kid, do you really think you can handle me, the deputy chairman of the Martial Arts Association?"
Chen Feng's face grew solemn, and he said nothing.
He certainly didn't think he could beat this white-haired elder. Even without making a move, the elder's presence was enough to crush him, and his level of cultivation was to Chen Feng like a dense fog, unfathomable.
But Chen Feng had no choice, the only path for him was the one in front of him.
