"Oh no! It's a spiritual attack!" A middle-aged man's face changed, and he hurriedly helped up a man in brocade clothes who had fallen to the ground.
"Young Master!"
"Young Master!"
"Hurry, help the young master back!"
The second floor of the restaurant was in chaos. Everyone gathered around and talked in low voices. They only knew that several young masters from the city's families were carried back together, but they didn't know what exactly happened.
Fengjiu didn't even look at the scene in the restaurant. She walked arm in arm with Xuanyuan Moze, and the two of them strolled around the city. In the evening, they were about to go to the inn, but at this time, they saw hundreds of people surrounding them from the front and back.
"Elder, these are the two!"
"That's right, Patriarch, it's them. It's this man who used his spiritual sense to injure the young master!"
Several family members surrounded Xuanyuan Moze and Fengjiu. When they thought about their sons being injured by spiritual consciousness and their strength regressing and unable to recover and advance in a short time, they couldn't help but feel angry.
"Who are you? Why did you hurt my son?" A family head asked angrily, exuding pressure and glaring at the two people in front of him who had indifferent expressions.
It was undeniable that these two people had outstanding looks. Even though he had seen all kinds of people, he couldn't help but secretly praise them. However, these two people should never have hurt his son. This was really intolerable!
"Who are you? Tell me your names!" another elder shouted angrily.
"You dare to hurt the sons of our families? I think you don't want to live anymore!"
"Who sent you here? You have injured several young masters from our family. What is your intention?!"
As the shouts rang out, the people around couldn't help but retreat. On the large street, only the hundreds of people brought by these families were left.
"Want to know who we are?" Feng Jiu glanced at us, and a faint smile appeared on her lips: "If I tell you, I'm afraid you will become weak in the knees."
"What an arrogant and ignorant woman!" an elder shouted, "In this city, our families are the most respected. If you want to act wild, why don't you ask if our families are easy to mess with?"
"Why waste so much time talking to them? This woman has a face that could bring disaster to the country and the people. It would be troublesome if she were kept alive. It would be better to kill her right now!" said another middle-aged man, staring at Fengjiu with murderous eyes.
"That's right! Kill them!" another person echoed.
A thin elder stared at Feng Jiu, with an inexplicable dark light in his eyes. He said, "Killing her would be too easy for her. It would be better to kill the man next to her. As for this woman, let me take her back to test the medicine!"
Xuanyuan Moze and Fengjiu listened to what they were saying. Some said to kill her, some said to take her back for medicine testing, and some even said she was a nuisance. In response, Xuanyuan Moze's face gradually turned cold, and a hint of murderous intent flashed across his deep black pupils. However, those people still didn't know.
Feng Jiu smiled slightly. She sneered at their comments in her heart. She swept her cold eyes over their faces and said to Xuanyuan Moze beside her: "You are right. No matter where you are, there will always be disputes, especially those things that are done in secret and cannot be seen in the light."