Chen Feng truly had never heard of the Qingyun Sect; Dark Gate is a generic term, not the name of a particular sect. According to what he knew, it was only a few sects that the old man had once taken him to visit. Those people were the real powerhouses, and even the current Chen Feng wouldn't dare to offend them. If he annoyed those old fellows and they came after him, a single finger could snuff him out.
"Could it be that this Chen Feng is not a person of the Dark Gate? Otherwise, he couldn't possibly be unaware."
Ma Weiming was stunned for a moment, but then he couldn't understand—if this Chen Feng was not a person of the Dark Gate, then why was his martial skill so formidable?
