Those who once troubled Han Yan were now feeling more terrified and uneasy. A Sixth-tier Swordsman, a height many among them would never achieve in their lifetime, was regarded as a genius that any family would actively nurture. If Han Yan decided to let bygones be bygones, that would be fine, but if she bore a grudge, even if she killed them, no one would stand up for them.
"Utterly weak." Han Yan didn't even glance at Mu Feng again; she turned and walked towards the exit of the training grounds.
Watching Han Yan's departing figure, everyone was so shocked that they were lost for words.
The Great Elder was both surprised and angry, his body trembling like a sieve. He had planned to use this opportunity to weaken Mu Rui'an and naturally obtain the Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill, but he hadn't expected such an outcome.
"Han Yan, stop right there!" Seeing Mu Feng injured and falling to the ground, he was even more distressed, and couldn't help but shout angrily.
