He had fantasized about the other party's downfall countless times, but he never dared to imagine that it would be him taking revenge, just because the other party was a monk and was naturally superior to him.

At this time, he stretched out his hand, pointed directly at the tip of the man's nose, and said without fear: "It's him!"

The moment he said it, it was as if all the depression of more than ten years had been dispersed, all the unwillingness was annihilated, and he wished he could burst out with tears.

The monk who was hit had a complexion on his face, and layers of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Facing the eyes that all turned around, he shook his head vigorously, begging for mercy in panic.

Zhuchen was extremely patient and turned to Head Yu Yuan, asking slowly: "Do you want to hand over this person or not?"

The leader endured it, forced a smile and said: "It's better to discuss it again. After all, he is my Yu Yuan Sect..."

Zhuchen interrupted him and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter whether you want it or not. Since he is here today, I have no intention of letting him go."

"Zhang Shiwen! Brother Zhang..." The monk was still a little arrogant, "I apologize to you, please don't argue with me, I..."

Before he finished speaking, he had already flown out.

Everyone looked at the young man who had approached him at some point, with horror in their eyes, and they all took a step back.

Feng Changyin quietly retracted his feet, raised his hand to wipe the tip of his nose, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, we Pu Fengshan always finish the fight first and then apologize. But I have apologized to you now, so you won't argue with me.
Chapter completed!