I Finally Get It

How could she be here?

And looking so miserable?

"Was it you guys?"

Yi Feng looked towards Yang Tianyu and the others.

"Sir, please don't be polite. This woman has offended you many times, so we naturally wanted to capture her for you to deal with as you wish." Everyone hurried to say.

Upon hearing this, Yi Feng was shocked in his heart.

He was touched!

Really fucking touched!

These fans were a bit too dedicated, they even dealt with Peng Ying for him!

Not only did these people have some skills, they knew about the grievances between him and Peng Ying, and even captured this cultivator Peng Ying.

But thinking back, it made sense too. Being able to pursue art, their family backgrounds must not be bad, especially since they were locals of Nansha, having some influence was normal.

But Yi Feng finally experienced the pain of those celebrities in his previous life.

That was, as soon as he became a bit famous, everything about him would be dug out completely, wasn't his current situation like this?

"Yi Feng, I beg you, please give me a chance. I know I was wrong."

"Please, let me be with you again, okay?"

"I will serve you, serve you well."

At this time, Peng Ying hugged Yi Feng's feet and begged hysterically.

However, Yi Feng didn't believe her nonsense at all, and kicked her away.

Damn bitch tried to kill me, and still wants to be with me, fucking bullshit!

But Peng Ying crawled over again, crying and begging, "I really know I was wrong, I can serve you well, can't I? You used to like being with me the most, don't you want me anymore?"

Hearing this, Yi Feng felt disgusted.

People have their own choices, she had her own choice, Yi Feng could understand. At worst they could just go separate ways.

But this dead woman had caused him so much trouble along the way!

He didn't feel it before, but now he realized she was just a green tea bitch, with very deep schemes.

This kind of woman, he must get rid of.

Gritting his teeth, Yi Feng stabbed her in the chest with a knife.

"You..."

Peng Ying stared at Yi Feng, her eyes full of unwillingness as she fell to the ground.

After killing Peng Ying, Yi Feng also felt some emotions. They were childhood sweethearts, but ended up like this, it was truly unpredictable.

Turning around to look at everyone, Yi Feng cupped his fists and said, "Everyone, thank you very much. If you need any help in the future, just speak up."

"Sir, you are too kind. It's our duty and honor to serve you."

Everyone was extremely excited. Catching just a small Peng Ying allowed them to get a sentence like this from Yi Feng, it was truly worthwhile.

Under the escort of the group, Yi Feng finally headed towards the town.

Tian Jian Mountain.

At this time, it had become ruins. Duan Qingfeng was kneeling in front of Ye Tiansheng, reporting everything that had happened.

"Hahaha, I understand, I finally understand!"

But listening to Duan Qingfeng's report, Ye Tiansheng laughed instead, his face full of excitement as he murmured to himself.

Seeing this, Duan Qingfeng and the others were puzzled.

The mountain gate of Tian Jian Sect was destroyed, yet he was laughing so happily, just what had happened?

"Sigh!"

Seeing the confused looks of everyone, Ye Tiansheng shook his head and smiled, "Qingfeng, I know you are upset that the mountain gate was destroyed, and even resent that senior. But you must not think like that!"

"Old Ancestor, I..."

"He destroyed our mountain gate with his own hands. How can I not resent him?"

Duan Qingfeng's face was hard to look at.

Due to that senior's power, he didn't dare say anything on the surface, and even directly handed over Peng Ying. But to say he didn't resent it in his heart, that was simply impossible.

"You are truly ignorant!"

Ye Tiansheng shook his head and admonished, "We should not resent that senior at all. On the contrary, he is our Heavenly Sword Sect's benefactor!"

"Benefactor?"

At this, Duan Qingfeng was even more confused, and quickly asked, "Old Ancestor, what exactly is going on?"

Ye Tiansheng smiled mysteriously, then told Duan Qingfeng about his previous encounter with Yi Feng.

"Old Ancestor, I still don't understand. Please enlighten me."

After listening, Duan Qingfeng still had many doubts and asked about his confusion.

"Alright, let me explain it one by one, and show you how insightful that senior is!"

Ye Tiansheng sighed with feeling, then slowly began to speak...

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