The other party stepped straight into the path of Chu Ge and Su Lingyuan, blocking their way. When his gaze fell on Su Lingyuan, a flash of burning desire flickered in his eyes, along with a trace of wariness.
But when his line of sight shifted to Chu Ge, it turned into undisguised contempt and scorn.
That overflowing hostility was impossible for Chu Ge not to notice.
"Luo Feipeng, what do you mean by blocking our way?"
Su Lingyuan's voice was icy. Her expression was nothing like the soft, slightly naive look she usually showed before Chu Ge—instead, it carried an unmistakable cold sharpness.
This kind of bearing was something Chu Ge was seeing for the first time. In this moment, she actually resembled Luo Huangjun in more than a few ways.
"Hehe, Lingyuan, I—"
The young man named Luo Feipeng had just begun to speak with a smile on his face when he was abruptly cut off.
"Shut up! Is 'Lingyuan' something you're allowed to call me? Did the injuries you suffered a few months ago heal so well that you've already forgotten the pain?"
"Think carefully about what you should call me. Otherwise, I can make a move right now and let you understand the consequences of offending a direct disciple!"
Su Lingyuan scolded him coldly, giving him no face whatsoever. The spiritual energy around her had already begun to surge, as if she would attack at the very next moment.
Chu Ge's eyes went wide.
Was this really that goofy senior sister?
This was way too imposing!
He felt that his impression of Su Lingyuan needed to be revised immediately.
Without hesitation, he activated his diary function and recorded Su Lingyuan's current cold and overbearing demeanor.
Such a scene was rare—definitely worth preserving.
Being mercilessly rebuked by Su Lingyuan, Luo Feipeng's expression immediately darkened. Being treated like this in front of several of his clansmen made him feel utterly humiliated.
However, he had come with a mission this time, so he naturally wouldn't flare up easily.
Of course, the most important reason was that Su Lingyuan was stronger than he was. Even when they were at the same realm, he had been completely crushed by her. Now that she had stepped one realm ahead into the Fifth Heaven, if they truly fought, he would definitely suffer badly.
"I understand, Senior Sister Su."
Suppressing the fury in his heart, Luo Feipeng shifted his gaze toward Chu Ge.
"This must be Junior Brother Chu, right?"
A smile hung on his face, but the disdain in his eyes was impossible to conceal—or rather, he hadn't even intended to conceal it.
So they're coming at me?
Chu Ge immediately realized that this group had come specifically for him.
Under Luo Huangjun, there were three direct disciples. Although Chu Ge had yet to meet the first direct disciple, he knew she was a senior sister. Below her were Su Lingyuan and himself.
These people were clearly not direct disciples. And among non-direct disciples, no matter the cultivation level or age, when facing a direct disciple, they should address them as "Senior Brother" or "Senior Sister."
Yet this Luo Feipeng directly referred to him as "Junior Brother," and coupled with the undisguised contempt in his eyes, it was obvious he harbored hostility toward Chu Ge.
Since the visitors had ill intentions, Chu Ge naturally had no intention of showing them any courtesy.
After carefully choosing his words and making sure there was nothing wrong with them, Chu Ge broke into a warm, gentle smile that made one feel as if bathed in spring breeze.
He looked at Luo Feipeng and his group and spoke with an unusually solemn tone:
"A good dog does not block the road."
"Pfft! Hahahaha!"
Su Lingyuan couldn't hold it in and burst into laughter on the spot.
Seeing the smile on Chu Ge's face, she had thought he would exchange a few polite words. She never expected a line like that instead.
"You—!"
Luo Feipeng had originally planned to have a proper exchange with Chu Ge, but he never expected the other party to give him not the slightest bit of face.
His complexion instantly turned extremely ugly.