Shen Feng looked at Fatty Qian and Wang Anxiong, whose bodies were still tense; as he was about to speak again to get them to relax,
Fifth Master scrambled over in a panic, his face filled with terror. He now realized he had kicked an iron plate. Even Wang Anxiong, who respectfully addressed someone as master, would not dare to offend such a person. He had actually believed Immortal Master Wu's nonsense and tried to take hold of such an important person's money for himself? Wasn't he just asking for his life to be cut short!
"Master, I was blind, please don't stoop to the level of trash like me. Just let me go as if I were a fart!" Fifth Master said, even as he tried to grasp at Shen Feng's calves to beg for mercy.
Wang Anxiong's expression turned to anger, and he kicked Fifth Master's shoulder, sending Fifth Master tumbling to the ground, feet in the air.
