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The others around the silver-robed young man also shook their heads.
Previously, they still felt uneasy because Feng Zun ignored them.
But now it seems like they can't be bothered anymore.
This was a pitiful fool, and it would undoubtedly humiliate their status if it continued to matter.
Zhou Yang sighed in his heart, and then he comforted Feng Zun through voice transmission. “Mean Daoist Feng, don't get angry with those arrogant people. It's not worth it."
Feng Zun simply smiled and did not say anything more.
They were just like flies, buzzing and screaming. Why would he care? It was not enough to make him angry either.
Feng Zun placed his hands behind his back and said to Yin Ying and Zhuan Long, "Let's go."
On the other hand, he saw Feng Zun did not seem to dare to fight back when faced with his ridicule, and he looked very eager to leave. This caused the silver-robed youth to become even more fearless.
He shook his head and sighed, then he suggested to Zhou Yang. “ Junior brother Zhou, I have to say that you really wrongly chose friends in the past. In my opinion, it is better that you draw a clear line of relationship with him. After all, you are an inner court disciple of the Hidden Sky Sect right now, so how could you be associated with such a lowly person?
Hearing that Zhou Yang immediately revealed a difficult expression.
After a while, he took a deep breath and said in a low voice, “Senior Brother Gu, Fellow Daoist Feng is my friend. Hope you can retract your words and not make it difficult for me.
The silver-robed young man was astonished, and he never seemed to have imagined that Zhou Yang would dare to speak back like he was refuting him.
He chillingly reprimanded, "Did Junior Zhou think I was wrong? That lowly Feng was rude and indifferent. If he were a little smarter, he wouldn't dare ignore us!"
"In addition, he has even spoken harshly and looked down on our Hidden Sky Sect. Such a person is certainly embarrassing for all of us! How can you think I'm wrong?"
That cold and fierce gaze caused the pressure on Zhou Yang to get bigger and multiply.
Lao Yunchi and the others watched coldly from the sidelines. None of them intended to speak up to defend Zhou Yang.
A new disciple actually dared to oppose the silver-robed young man for the sake of what he called a friend, and this caused the hearts of Lao Yunchi and the others to be slightly displeased.
Zhou Yang lowered his head, his hands wrapped in sleeves secretly clenched tightly, and he was clearly struggling hard in his heart.
After a while, he lifted his head and met the silver-robed young man's gaze, and his expression was already calm and firm.
His eyes were sharp and bright, as if burning by a blaze. "You shouldn't be talking recklessly about my friend!"
His firm voice and slightly flushed expression in anger caused the silver-robed young man to be unable to help but be surprised, and he took a step back.
At this moment, Zhou Yang was like a savage beast that lost his mind!
Lao Yunchi and the others were also shocked. This was the first time they saw Zhou Yang, a new disciple with no clear identity, could be enraged.
Not far away, Ling Huayi turned around and looked at Zhou Yang with her phoenix eyes. A wisp of surprise appeared on her absolutely beautiful face.
A fella?
Could this be the bottom line in Zhou Yang's heart?
The silver-robed young man's face reddened, and he was clearly furious in embarrassment as he said in a grim voice, "You are an outer court disciple who just entered the inner sect, but you are still a mere student, but you dare to fight me?"
He raised his hand and slapped Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang dodged in an instant, and his eyes reddened as he hissed. "Sister Gu, even if I have to act today, I won't bow my head in this matter!"
"You still dare to dodge?"
The silver-robed youth grew even more furious, and he darted forward before swinging his palm at Zhou Yang once more.
At this moment, Ling Huayi's beautiful brows fused slightly. He was unable to continue watching and intended to stop her immediately.
Swooshes!
A large hand grabbed Zhou Yang's shoulder, and carried him aside, sparing him from the silver-robed young man's attack.
Zhou Yang was stunned. Raising his eyes, he saw a familiar handsome face. It was Feng Zun.
His expression changed a little. "Daoist Fellow Feng, you haven't left yet?"
“You call myself a friend, so how can I see you being bullied? "
Feng Zun said calmly.