Upon hearing this, Muf Junhe's brows furrowed, his expression somewhat gloomy as he said, "Blood Eagle, let's set aside for now that Mr. Chen is a honored guest of our Heqing Hall, and naturally has every right to sit with us... Why can Wang Chao bring his people here, but not I bring Mr. Chen?"
He pointed to the figure behind the Blood Eagle Deputy Pavilion Master, a middle-aged man with greenish hair, incredibly sharp eyes, and long, narrow hands, particularly the nails, which were strikingly noticeable! They emanated a bluish-white cold light, quite intimidating.
At this moment, upon hearing Muf Junhe's words, the man's eyes slightly narrowed, revealing a sinister look, somewhat distorted. Perhaps intimidated by Muf Junhe's status as one of the Twelve Deputy Pavilion Masters, he coldly twisted his lips, snorted, yet remained silent.
However, his gaze had already fallen on Chen Fei, recklessly scrutinizing him with a mocking smile, rather provocative.
