The scene grew more intense. The Peng Clan Leader was grinding his teeth in fury, itching to jump in himself.
But with Feng Jinchuan still standing idle, he felt it would be unseemly for him to make a move. He could only grit his teeth and maintain his dignity as a Clan Leader, though in truth, every fiber of his being was screaming to attack.
Especially after seeing Feng Youming beat his family members into such a pathetic state, he was desperate to charge in, face him head-on, and reclaim some dignity for his clan.
The Peng Clan Leader cracked his knuckles, itching for a fight.
Feng Jinchuan took it all in, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
'Feng Youming still hasn't made a serious move. Is he just venting, or...?'
His expression shifted. 'Since he won't make a move on his own, I'll just have to give him a little push.'
