"Is this, the Martial Emperor?"
Long Yufei and Liu Feilong exclaimed in unison.
The man's eyes gleamed with a chilling murderous intent, devoid of any emotion. He was Chu Feng's Spirit Body, but Chu Feng had blocked most of his emotions and memories, retaining only the feelings and memories for Chu Xin and Chu Chen.
The Spirit Body glanced at Long Yufei without a moment's pause before shifting his gaze onto Chu Xin and Chu Chen, a faint look of indulgence appearing in his cold eyes as he scolded with a smile, "You two little troublemakers, have you managed to provoke a Martial Emperor so quickly?"
Chu Xin, gnawing on roasted meat, mumbled, "He's a baddie, disturbing my eating. Daddy, beat him up."
"Mm-hmm, Daddy, beat him up."
Chu Chen, also holding roasted meat, called out, though indistinctly.
Hearing this, the Spirit Body gently touched Chu Xin and Chu Chen's little heads and spoke softly, "There, there, Daddy will beat the baddie for you."
"Yes, yes, beat the baddie."
