"Huarong, who is he you?"

Yuan Zhiru's eyes were filled with jealousy and he asked in a angrily manner.

Among the younger generation in Yueyang City, Yuan Zhiru and Lin Hao were on par, with their talent and strength second only to Shi Yunlan's genius.

Yuan Zhiru has his own arrogance.

In his eyes, in Yueyang City, only those who are truly qualified to be Shi Huarong were not qualified.

Now, Shi Huarong protects the ordinary young man in front of him, which makes Yuan Zhiru very jealous.

"Shi Huarong is my slave!"

Mu Feng was content with his own thoughts.

Yuan Zhiru was stunned and then laughed: "Sister?

Little beast, you are brain-diseased! Do you know what Huarong is?”

Mu Feng said calmly: "Miss Shi's family is one of the heirs of the city lord."

Yuan Zhiru had a strange look and sneered: "Since you know her identity, do you still dare to say that she is your slave?"

"Shi Huarong, hold his mouth!"

Mu Feng ordered.

"I really regard myself as my master! What a identity Huarong is, how could he obey your orders!"

Yuan Zhiru sneered, and as soon as he finished speaking, a white palm whistled and hit his cheek.

Bang! A crisp slap sounded, and it was so loud in Feiyan Tower.

In Feiyan Tower, the noisy people calmed down, their eyes gathered here and whispered.

Yuan Zhiru covered his swollen cheeks and looked at Shi Huarong with disbelief.

"Young Master, I've already slapped!"

Shi Huarong bowed.

Although Shi Huarong was reluctant, he knew that he could not disobey Meng Feng's words now.

"Little beast! I'm going to kill you!"

Yuan Zhiru was so angry that he lost his mind. He growled: "Wang Yang, Liu Fen, kill him for me!"

"yes!"

The two strong men responded, and twelve brilliant lifelines lit up on their bodies, and they stride towards Mu Feng.

"Twelve levels of lifeline?"

Mu Feng sneered, and just wanted to take action, but he felt something and withdrew his right hand without a trace.

As the two strong men were about to rush to Mu Feng, two powerful qi came from the air, knocking the two strong men back more than ten steps.

Yuan Zhiru's face changed slightly, and he looked up at the stairs.

There, a beautiful woman with a graceful figure came over and over again, accompanied by her obese middle-aged man.

"Auntie Yan!"

When Yuan Zhiru saw the beautiful woman, he looked overjoyed.

"My Aunt Yan is the president of Feiyan Chamber of Commerce. With her here, Huarong can't protect you!"

Yuan Zhiru looked at Mu Feng coldly and said.

"Yeah?"

Mu Feng was still leaning beside the pillar, and his eyes fell on the beautiful woman who was slowly walking towards him.

After Yuan Xueyan walked down the stairs, she walked quickly towards this side.

The fat shopkeeper followed closely behind. After seeing Yuan Zhiru and Mu Feng in a conflict, he felt cold sweat on his forehead and thought to himself.

"Auntie Yan!"

Yuan Zhiru hurriedly went up to meet him. Just as he was about to accuse Mu Feng of what he did, he saw Yuan Xueyan's cold eyes.

Bang! Yuan Xueyan raised her palm and slapped Yuan Zhiru hard.

Feiyan Tower was silent again.

Many people looked puzzled. Why didn't Yuan Xueyan help her nephew, but instead slapped the other party.

"Aunt Yan, you..." Yuan Zhiru widened his eyes and looked at Yuan Xueyan in disbelief.

"Come with me!"

Yuan Xueyan pulled Yuan Zhiru to Mu Feng and quickly kicked Yuan Zhiru's knee with his right foot.

Yuan Zhiru cried out in pain and knelt in front of Mu Feng.

"Mr. Mu, my nephew Zhiru has the power of not knowing Mount Tai and not knowing the power of the young master! Please spare him!"

Yuan Xueyan bowed her hands and gave Mu Feng a big gift, saying sincerely.

"Aunt Yan..." Yuan Zhiru was stunned.

He did not expect that the president of the Feiyan Chamber of Commerce and Aunt Yan, one of the top powerhouses in Yueyang City, would be so humble to the young man in front of him.

What kind of virtue is this son? He deserves such a great gift from Aunt Yan.

Not to mention Yuan Zhiru, many customers in Feiyan Tower were shocked and looked at this scene in disbelief.

"Zhiru, why don't you kowtow and apologize?"

Yuan Xueyan had serious eyes and said sternly to Yuan Zhiru.

Yuan Zhiru's pupils shrank slightly. From childhood to adulthood, Yuan Xueyan had never been so strict with him.

Although he was unwilling to do so, he still kowtowed to Mu Feng and said sorry.

Mu Feng ignored Yuan Zhiru, but looked at Yuan Xueyan with interest and said lightly: "Do you know me?"

Yuan Xueyan looked at Mu Feng at the eye and said quickly: "Last night, when the Yueyang Tower was fighting, Mr. Mu fought alone in Shi Lu, Lin Xian, Xueyan is still unforgettable!"

"I see!"

Mu Feng said lightly.

Yuan Zhiru's scalp became numb, his breathing stagnated, and his heart pounded very quickly.

Shi Lu?

Lin Xian?

Aren’t these two people the heads of the Shi family and the Lin family?

These are all powerful people in the third level of the Life Wheel, and their strength is even stronger than Yuan Xueyan. They are the top strong people standing at Yueyang City! Last night, this son fought against Shi Lu and Lin Xian alone, the two masters.

And looking at this, this son is not seriously injured, which means that neither Shi Lu nor Lin Xian can do anything to this son.

"This boy is so strong?"

Yuan Zhiru finally understood Yuan Xueyan's good intentions, and the latter was saving him.

This son can compare with Shi Lu and Lin Xian, so killing him is not a matter of raising his hands.

Thinking of this, Yuan Zhiru's hands and feet were cold, and he had just passed away in the life and death gates! "I heard from the shopkeeper that the young master came to buy the Xuan-level elixir furnace. Who is it for?"

Yuan Xueyan asked in confusion with her beautiful eyes flowing.

Only the Xuan-level spiritual pharmacist can use the Xuan-level alchemy furnace. This level of spiritual pharmacist is a noble existence in the entire Canglan Kingdom.

Yuan Xueyan secretly guessed in her heart that there is such a person behind the boy in front of her?

"I!"

Mu Feng said lightly.

"you?"

Yuan Xueyan's beautiful eyes widened and looked at Mu Feng in disbelief.

"Young Master Mu, you are joking!"

Yuan Xueyan smiled.

Mu Feng frowned slightly and said, "I'm serious! Do you Feiyan Chamber of Commerce have a Xuan-level elixir furnace?"

"Yes! But in terms of price, I'm afraid..." Yuan Xueyan hesitated.

"How many?"

Mu Feng asked.

"Starting five million taels, can the young master afford it?"

The price Yuan Xueyan quoted made Mu Feng frown slightly.

He himself is pitifully small, not to mention five million, but now he can't even get five hundred thousand taels.
To be continued...