As soon as these words were spoken, Lu Xingkong's expression changed drastically. At the same time, the Ghost Clan Cultivators behind him clenched their fists tightly. This boy actually dared to toy with the Third Prince—if Lu Xingkong gave the order now, those cultivators loyal to him would immediately rush forward and fight Li Zhongnan to the death.
Lu Feng chuckled lightly, watching his third brother's face turn increasingly pale. He hadn't expected Li Zhongnan's antics to be so amusing, leaving his always arrogant and domineering third brother to suffer in silence.
Then, Lu Feng stepped forward and said to Lu Xingkong, "Third Brother, you've seen it yourself. Wenjing is my friend, and she wants to protect the Demonic Bull. I've decided to help her, so I naturally won't let you have your way."
Lu Xingkong's face sank as he spat, "You bastard! This concerns the damage to Father's cultivation. By doing this, do you intend to harm Father?"
