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Chapter 492: Chapter 492: Qu Feiyan Feels Ashamed

Throwing a used tissue at someone’s head is something no ordinary person could take, let alone the dignified Big Soong Mountain Hand, Fei Bin.

And after he threw it, he still dared to say "You’ve got a hole in your head," truly showing he has no idea how close to death he is.

No one present believed that the esteemed Master of the Soong Mountain Sect would be generous enough to spare the child just because he was young.

After all, when the Big Soong Mountain Hand slew "remnants of the demonic cult" in Zhu Family Town, he wasn’t even merciful to a baby just a month old. His ruthless methods were already well-known in the martial arts world.

In past years, someone had reprimanded Fei Bin for his cruelty, but the next day, that person had vanished without a trace.

Therefore, even though this had happened now, no one stepped forward to mediate. They just watched as Fei Bin approached the child step by step. "Who are you, you scoundrel? Which sect are you from, and what’s your name?"

"Ha, that’s why I said you’ve got a hole in your head," Qu Feiyan said, shaking his head helplessly. "You want me to tell you? Am I your father?"

"You... " Fei Bin was choked by the retort, his face turning red.

"Little Yan, you were wrong," Li Mochou interrupted before he could continue. "You shouldn’t have thrown a paper ball at him."

The moment Li Mochou spoke, all eyes turned to her. Everyone sucked in a breath, their eyes wide in disbelief. "Wow, what a handsome young man! Is this really someone from the martial arts world, or a young master from a noble family?"

Only Linghu Chong’s expression flickered. He took a breath and said, "It’s her?"

"Chong’er, do you know this person?" Yue Buqun noticed his unusual reaction and turned to ask.

Unlike the others who were admiring the handsome young man’s appearance, Yue Buqun sensed an indescribable aura about him. His instinct told him this person was no ordinary individual, far from it!

"This is the immortal maiden I told you about earlier," Linghu Chong replied honestly. "I just don’t know why she’s wearing men’s clothing now?"

"She’s probably afraid her identity as a woman will be exposed," Ning Zhongze, standing beside Yue Buqun, whispered. "If someone with such looks were to travel alone, it would indeed cause trouble."

"So it’s her," Yue Buqun’s gaze fell on Li Mochou, and he said in a low voice, "If that’s the case, this person’s target is the Soong Mountain Sect?"

Yue Buqun absolutely did not believe that Qu Feiyan’s act of throwing the paper ball was accidental. She clearly intended to provoke Fei Bin. Therefore, based on this deduction, her target should be the entire Soong Mountain Sect.

Why? Do they have some deep-seated hatred?

Yue Buqun frowned, thinking to himself. If this person’s martial arts were truly as divine as Chong’er said, then the whole of Soong Mountain might be in danger. And how should he and the Hua Shan Sect choose their stance? What benefits could they gain?

The mind of the Hua Shan sect leader had already begun to concoct plans. Meanwhile, Qu Feiyan was honestly admitting his mistake and apologizing to his master. "I’m sorry, master. I won’t do it again."

"Yes, you should understand," Li Mochou shook her head and smiled slightly. "A paper ball can’t kill anyone. If you want to kill him, you need a weapon with more destructive power."

What?

Suddenly, everyone in the great hall froze like stone. Everyone was staring blankly at the eloquently speaking Li Mochou, as if they had misheard.

They had initially thought this young master’s master intended to educate his disciple not to attack Fei Bin, but they never expected such a twist. He was educating him, but the method of education was that a paper ball couldn’t kill anyone?

"Then can I use a chamber pot next time?" Qu Feiyan asked, blinking his eyes.

"No, use something stronger."

"But I feel like his head can only match a chamber pot. If you use something else, it would just be a waste of good material."

"Pfft!" Liu Qing, listening to their conversation, couldn’t hold back and chuckled.

"You demonic cult scoundrels, how dare you insult me!" Fei Bin was also furious and raised his palm to strike towards Qu Feiyan’s forehead.

The palm wind was fierce, whistling through the air.

In the entire world of Smiling Proud Wanderer, the Thirteen Grand Protectors were all skilled martial artists, each capable of becoming a top-tier fighter.

Now, with a palm strike delivered in anger, he naturally used his full power. Even a giant rock could be shattered, let alone a person’s head.

But facing this incoming palm, Qu Feiyan did not dodge. He also raised his palm to meet it.

Bang.

Their palms met, and a dull thud echoed through the hall.

Qu Feiyan staggered back several steps, his palm turning red. "I’m sorry, master. I... I couldn’t block it..." The young girl felt a bit wronged, feeling like she had lost great face.

"It’s alright. You’ve only been practicing the Nine Yang Manual for four days," Li Mochou said calmly, shaking her head. "Just practice harder when we get back."

Wh-what? Only four days of practice and already reached this level?

All the martial artists present gasped, their faces filled with terror. This was Fei Bin, the Big Soong Mountain Hand of the Soong Mountain Sect! A renowned expert feared throughout the martial arts world, and he could parry his palm strikes after only four days of practice without losing... What kind of fantasy scenario was this?

What’s more, if a child who had only practiced for four days was already like this, then how skilled in martial arts must this master, who looked very much like a young master from a wealthy family, be?

"Who... who exactly are you people?" Fei Bin was also a little scared by their conversation now. Although he thought they were boasting, he still felt a bit uneasy.

After all, Qu Feiyan’s age was evident. For such a young child to block his full power strike was in itself an absurd event.

"What a joke, you already said we were from the demonic cult just now, didn’t you?" Qu Feiyan looked at Fei Bin with disdain. "Since that’s the case, why ask again? Aren’t your current actions a slap in your own face?"

"You, you..." Fei Bin was rendered speechless again, his cheeks turning red.

"Me? What you? Could you please stop staring at me? Your face is making me feel a bit nauseous right now."

Qu Feiyan opened his mouth and spoke like a machine gun, unleashing a barrage of words. "Oh, and have you Soong Mountain sect masters forgotten something? Whose waist tokens are these? Do they look familiar?"

Saying this, he took out the waist tokens of the Soong Mountain disciples that Li Mochou had intercepted from his pocket.

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