"Snap..."
The Wolf Hair Brush fell into the bronze cauldron, making a crisp splashing sound.
At this moment, the square suddenly became deathly silent, and everyone stared blankly at the young man on the altar, smiling faintly.
This soft 'snap' seemed to resonate deeply in their ears, making their heads buzz incessantly.
"Is this kid really crazy? How dare he talk to the Family Head like that! And he's doing it with such an interrogative tone!"
Even Zhou Mengjie and Madame Xu looked at Zhou Feng with wide eyes in shock.
Arrogant, extremely audacious!
This is what all the disciples of the Zhou family were thinking at that moment.
However, all the elders on the altar at this time seemed to have turned into stone, indifferent to what was happening.
Zhou Feng, with a faint smile on his lips and a radiant gaze, stared straight at Zhou Luo.
