80: crisis

"Greetings, Little Prince. May the Prince be blessed with eternal fortune and auspiciousness." Stahan and the soldiers were no fools.

The group quickly dismounted and hurried forward, kneeling behind General Yang.

They clasped their hands and raised them high above their heads, performing a formal kneeling salute as they shouted in unison, "Little Prince!"

Seeing General Yang and his group acting in such a manner,

Mu Haotian nodded with great satisfaction. He walked leisurely to General Yang, looked down at him, and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, rise."

"Thank you, Little Prince."

Hearing those words,

General Yang and his group slowly stood up.

They did not want to offend Mu Haotian.

After all, Mulan Manor was currently the master of Yizhou City.

If they were careless and plucked the tiger's whiskers, the consequences were easy to imagine.

"General Yang, you are far too polite." Mu Haotian's lips curled up.

Mu Haotian shifted his steps and slowly turned around, walking directly toward Li Changfeng.

Mu Haotian held his head high, his hair draped casually over his cheeks, and his deep eyes were slightly cold.

"The Spiritual Qi emanating from your body is compelling. Might I catch a glimpse of your name?" Mu Haotian looked down at Li Changfeng and asked in a deep voice.

Mu Haotian was extremely arrogant, and the Aura he exuded inevitably left people with lingering fear.

"You may not." Li Changfeng held his head high and gave a cold snort.

"What?" Mu Haotian was stunned.

"I said you may not. If I let you see just because you want to, wouldn't I lose a lot of Face?" Li Changfeng said coldly.

Mu Haotian's expression changed. He waved his hand, and a powerful Qi erupted from his body.

There was a loud boom.

Li Changfeng was actually forced back several steps!

This person's strength was very high!

"Even if you don't say it, I know you are a Divine Sword Sect Disciple," Mu Haotian sneered.

"So what if I am?" Li Changfeng raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his feet pushing hard against the ground as he slowly stood up.

At this moment, a cold light flashed in his eyes as he stared at Mu Haotian and asked, "And who are you?"

This person was very strong.

And he was definitely not simple.

If it came to a head-on confrontation, it probably wouldn't be a wise choice.

"Mulan Manor disciple, Mu Haotian, son of the Family Head." Mu Haotian stepped forward and looked into Li Changfeng's eyes.

"The Sect Leader of the Divine Sword Sect was originally Senior Wei Donghai."

"Yet you have become the Young Sect Leader of the Divine Sword Sect."

"Such a clever way to usurp power."

Mu Haotian's words were filled with mockery.

Wei Donghai had originally intended to use the Divine Sword Sect as a token of allegiance,

to form an Alliance between the Divine Sword Sect and Mulan Manor. However, this boy's appearance

had disrupted all of those plans.

"Wei Donghai will not forgive you in the future. Why don't you stay by my side and work for me? I naturally won't mistreat you, and I'll help you hold off your enemies. What do you think?"

Mu Haotian's words caught Li Changfeng somewhat by surprise.

"Work by your side?" Li Changfeng's brow furrowed.

General Yang couldn't help but be stunned.

If Li Changfeng really followed Mu Haotian,

then with the influence of Mulan Manor, his Yang Family naturally wouldn't be able to move against Li Changfeng again.

As a result, General Yang would no longer be able to avenge Yang Lei.

If he really risked everything to avenge Yang Lei, then the Yang Family would surely offend Mulan Manor, and the Yang Family would likely be unable to escape disaster.

"How dare you speak such arrogant words?" Li Changfeng's eyes showed a hint of disdain as he sneered.

Hearing this,

Mu Haotian's Face instantly darkened. A cold light flashed in his eyes as he shifted his steps and flashed in front of him.

Mu Haotian raised his hand and tightly grabbed Li Changfeng's collar, lifting him up with a sudden burst of strength while exhaling a cold breath.

Mu Haotian said in a deep voice, "I want you to work for me because I think highly of you. Don't refuse a polite offer only to be forced into a harsh one!"

"If I wanted to kill you, it would be as simple as crushing an ant."

"You'd better think this through!"

Things developing to this point was naturally what General Yang most wanted to see.

If Mu Haotian could kill Li Changfeng now, that would be for the best.

For General Yang, as long as Li Changfeng died, it was fine.

It didn't matter at all who killed him.

"What does the 'harsh offer' taste like? I really do want to try it." The corner of Li Changfeng's mouth curled into a playful smile as he gave a cold snort and laughed.

"Since you are so ungrateful, then don't blame me for being impolite!" Mu Haotian bellowed, his wrist suddenly exerting force.

Holding Li Changfeng, Mu Haotian slammed him violently toward a nearby boulder.

There was a thunderous crash.

"You're looking for death!" Mu Haotian roared.

Li Changfeng's large frame seemed weightless in Mu Haotian's hands. He was thrown directly, striking the boulder like a sharp arrow released from a bowstring.

The moment he made contact,

the boulder was violently smashed into pieces, its center crushed into powder.

Li Changfeng was deeply embedded in the rock.

At this moment, Li Changfeng felt as if every bone in his body had been shattered; a tearing, intense pain constantly surged into his mind.

"My Immortal Power was dissipated before. What should I do now?" Li Changfeng's brow furrowed tightly.

"It hurts so much!"

"I still need some time to recover my strength!"

Li Changfeng gasped for breath.

The tiny fragments of the boulder shot out in all directions with the force of the impact.

The edges of the small shards were extremely sharp.

General Yang looked at Li Changfeng's miserable state, lost in thought.

Brat, you really refused a polite offer only to take a harsh one!

Ending up like this serves you right!

If you had really followed Mu Haotian, I truly wouldn't have been able to do anything to you.

But now, humph.

"You can't kill me." Li Changfeng coughed several times, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He supported his body on one knee, using the ground to steady himself as he slowly and shakily stood up.

There was no trace of fear in his eyes as he stared at Mu Haotian and said coldly.

"Good boy, you've got guts! Then I'll send you on your way." Mu Haotian's Face was grim.

"Young Master, this brat has an irreconcilable feud with my Yang Family!"

"My son died at his hands. Could you let me handle this person?"

A sharp light flashed in General Yang's eyes. He stepped forward, clasped his hands high above his head, and looked at Mu Haotian with great respect.

Mu Haotian had only just arrived in Yizhou City with his father, and his influence here was not yet stable, while the Yang Family had held great prestige in Yizhou City for five generations.

If he handed Li Changfeng over to the Yang Family, he might be able to take the opportunity to win them over. Then, Mulan Manor's influence in Yizhou City would become even more substantial!

"Since this brat has such a deadly feud with the Yang Family, it is only reasonable for Old Yang to want to handle him. Here, I'll leave him to your disposal." Mu Haotian paused for a moment, nodded slightly, and said softly.

As he spoke, Mu Haotian's footwork changed strangely, and a powerful surge of energy erupted from his body.

In the blink of an eye, he flashed behind Li Changfeng and slammed a palm violently into his back.

Li Changfeng let out a muffled groan as his body pitched forward from the impact. A wave of pain instantly hit him; he felt the bones inside his body go numb as waves of tearing, stinging pain surged continuously.