For an average person, his attitude in his own turf and someone else’s turf would be different. It was not due to fear or prudence. On the contrary, it was due to an innate self-defense mechanism.
As Lin Feng stood on the mountain ridge and looked at Jun Zining and the Yang Family cultivators, it was as if a house owner was looking amusedly at a few kids who had trespassed into his house for fun.
His attitude made Jun Zining ponder over things, "The north foot of Mount Kunlun has seen the rise of a great power in this new era, named the Celestial Sect of Wonders. Is he a disciple of the Celestial Sect of Wonders?"
As she thought of this point, a glimmer of hope arose in her mind. "I heard my father said before that the Celestial Sect of Wonders and the Purple Clouds Sect share a cordial relationship. Although our Jun Family has no ties with the Celestial Sect of Wonders, it is still possible to form some ties with them. He might be my savior."
