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Of course, Yang Ruoxi let go of her grudge with He Jian, mainly due to Cheng Qing, so her words were very clear.1

The conflict between the two sides had turned into friendship just like that. This was beyond the expectation of the onlookers. Therefore, many of them burst into laughter and scattered on the ground.

To these bystanders, the situation was naturally going to get more and more out of hand. The more bloody the better, the more impact the situation would have. Now that the two sides had actually reached an agreement, what was the point of this?

The majority of the crowd immediately dispersed, but there were a few people who did not have the same intelligence because their positions were different. They were able to tell that something was different from the liveliness.

"That young man is at most sixteen to seventeen years old. He hasn't even reached the crown, yet he's already the head of an organization? This is incredible. "

"Hmph, what's so unbelievable about that? It's just a useless organization."

"No, you are wrong. This organization called Killing Hand was not simple. Didn't you see that He Jian was a seventh level Xumi Stage martial artist, and among these people, there were actually several fifth level Xumi Stage martial artists!? No matter what, this is not a force that can be underestimated! "

"What does that mean?"

"This is sufficient to show that this youth with ordinary clothes absolutely cannot be underestimated!"

The onlookers' attitudes were similar, but for Zhong Yiming, the scene in front of him left him frozen in place. He didn't know what to do and felt as if he had eaten ten thousand flies.

From the beginning of the conflict between Yang Ruoxi and He Jian, he had planned to observe from the sidelines first, and then take action at the right time, forcefully defeating He Jian, and do a hero to save the beauty, winning the heart of beauties.

Now that He Jian had already apologized to Yang Ruoxi, and Yang Ruoxi had accepted her apology, then what else was there for him, Zhong Yiming? There was no need for him to go on stage anymore!

This was the thing that Zhong Yiming could not accept the most, and the thing that stunned him the most.

Therefore, he felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

However, people like Zhong Yiming would never be willing to swallow the bitter fruit of their suffering. They would have to vent their anger on someone else in order to feel refreshed.

If this was an ordinary situation, Zhong Yiming would have attacked with such force. He would have first taken care of He Jian and the others.

But he couldn't do that now.

Because the conflict between Yang Ruoxi and He Jian had already been resolved, there was no reason for him to make a move.

Secondly, Cheng Qing brought a lot of people.

Ever since Cheng Qing subdued the Killing Hand, this was the first time he had ventured out on a mission. The members of the Killing Hand would naturally follow and show their loyalty. Thus, there were at least a hundred people following Cheng Qing.

What did it mean to walk the streets together with over a hundred people?

To be able to charge and charge recklessly, it was necessary for the passersby to automatically retreat.

If it had been an ordinary cultivator, even if the enemy had more than a hundred enemies, Zhong Yiming still wouldn't have been able to tolerate it. Although he didn't have many followers, only around ten people, most of them were experts at the fifth level of the Xumi Stage or above. Such a power was sufficient to deal with ordinary powers.

However, at this moment, behind Cheng Qing, there were even more fifth-level Xumi Stage cultivators and even more Xumi Stage cultivators. With so many people surrounding them, no matter how arrogant Zhong Yiming was, he wouldn't dare to confront them head on.

Therefore, Zhong Yiming couldn't move. He could only endure it and give up on his own performance in front of Yang Ruoxi. He also gave up on his plan of making Yang Ruoxi surrender to him.

Of course, this made Zhong Yiming unhappy.

Therefore, he looked at the troublesome fellow, the ordinary-looking green-clothed youth.

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