However, when everyone saw Ye Qingfeng, they felt an incomparable sense of relief.
Even the members of the Wu Family who originally hated Ye Qingfeng now felt they had a backbone, as if the Wu Family was saved.
"Are you Ye Qingfeng?"
Yun Bumie's gaze was like lightning, coldly staring at the young man who walked in.
Ye Qingfeng paid him no mind and slowly walked to Zhao Zhiruo. Her aura was ethereal like a fairy, but her face was pale, and there was blood at the corner of her mouth.
Ye Qingfeng gently tidied Zhao Zhiruo's messy hair, then wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with his fingers. Neither of them spoke, but the spiritual energy around them made everyone feel they were quite a match.
"Old man, I'm talking to you. Why are you acting mysterious? Didn't you kill so many from our Mountain River Sect? Now you don't dare to speak?"
"For all the blood debts you've incurred, I will make you repay them. I will settle this account with you slowly."
