"You... you... Brother, why aren’t you leaving?!"

Duan Meng called out loudly.

But Ye Fei didn’t seem to care in the slightest, "Why should I leave when I haven’t finished my meal?"

Duan Meng’s face was lined with frustration.

The experts from Pangu Sect burst out laughing, "Who would have thought this guy is really an idiot! Duan Meng, oh Duan Meng, you’ve been drinking with such a fool for so long, you two really are birds of a feather!"

"Bullshit! If you want to fight, then fight, what’s with all the nonsense! You villains of Pangu Sect, killing one would even the score, killing two and I’ll be ahead!"

The leader of Pangu Sect looked disdainful, "You’re already injured like this, and you still think about killing people? Stop dreaming! Your foolish remnants of Tianhai Sect won’t last much longer."

"Brothers, try to capture him alive. This guy holds a high position in Tianhai Sect and surely has a lot of intelligence to offer."

"Yes!"

The experts responded and attacked Duan Meng from all directions.

At the side, a brow slightly raised, not expecting this candid fellow to be from Tianhai Sect.

Another bout of chaos ensued.

Duan Meng, already dizzy from drinking, coupled with the opponents’ undeniable strength, was thoroughly at a disadvantage within just a dozen exchanges.

Turning his head to look at the new little brother he had just met, he couldn’t bear to drag him into death and, with a desperate move, scared off the expert and returned to Ye Fei’s side.

"Little brother, I’m definitely not going to make it today. While I still have some strength, I’ll help you break through one last time. If you can run, you’d better run fast, do you hear me!"

"You’ve seen it; these guys are devils who kill without blinking an eye; if you don’t leave, they will surely kill you!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Fei smiled faintly, patted Duan Meng’s shoulder, and stood up from his seat.

"Don’t worry, they don’t have the ability to kill me yet."

Ye Fei was finally about to make a move.

Duan Meng was stunned for a moment, grabbed him, and roared in a low voice.

"Can’t you understand what I’m saying? Have you gone mad? Do you know who they are? They are assassins from the Shadow Hall of Pangu Sect!"

"With your little ability, you’re not even worth their time! Last chance, run for your life!"

The experts of Pangu Sect looked on with mocking faces.

"This guy must be drunk, otherwise, he wouldn’t be talking nonsense like that. Haha!"

"He’s not old but talks big. Just with this trash, you wouldn’t even need to lift a finger, I can kill him with one finger. Believe it or not?"

"What’s with believing it or not, the strength is obvious."

Ye Fei sneered coldly, "Kill me? Alright, then try and see."

Ye Fei continued walking forward.

"Stop showing off and get out of here!"

Duan Meng rushed over, grabbed Ye Fei’s arm, and tried to throw him outside.

But the moment he grabbed him, it felt as though he had grabbed a thousand-year-old tree, unmovable no matter how hard he tried.

Just as he was puzzled.

Ye Fei’s palm swept horizontally in a slashing motion.

Whoosh!

An invisible blade of Qi shot out swiftly.

Thud!

The guy who said he could pinch Ye Fei to death with one finger had his head fall to the ground.

"Ah!"

The other experts were immediately shocked and realized that this man capable of killing with Qi was no ordinary character; they quickly surged forward.

But their realization came too late.

Ye Fei didn’t move from his spot and swung his arms.

Another dozen blades of Qi flew out.

Thud, thud, thud!

A series of slicing noises rang out, and the experts from Shadow Hall, whether beheaded, chest-hollowed, or skulls-pierced, all died on the spot.

Two seconds!

From Ye Fei’s first move to the dozen people hitting the ground, it wasn’t even two seconds.

It all happened too fast.

So fast that Duan Meng couldn’t believe his own eyes.

After a full few minutes, he finally swallowed his saliva and asked hoarsely, "Who... who exactly are you!"

Ye Fei finished his move, turned his head, and with a grin said, "Your drinking buddy."

Upon hearing this, Duan Meng immediately relaxed a great deal, though his face was filled with embarrassment.

Thinking about how he felt he could out-drink the other person only to end up incapacitated, and then suggesting that person should run away, never would he have imagined that the person was a top-tier powerful being capable of erasing everything in seconds. He felt like a complete clown.

"Let’s not linger here; we should leave first."

Ye Fei grabbed Duan Meng and hurriedly left.

Seeing the multiple knife wounds on Duan Meng’s body, Ye Fei found a quiet place to help Duan Meng heal.

After swallowing a Dragon Tiger Pill and applying some high-grade wound medicine externally, Duan Meng saw his wounds, visibly beginning to heal to the naked eye.

He had never seen such a miraculous healing elixir before.

"Brother, where did you get this pill from?"

Ye Fei replied, "A friend made it."

"Really!"

Duan Meng gave a thumbs-up, "This friend of yours truly deserves to be called the Divine Doctor of this age! To be able to concoct such an amazing pill, truly a master, an absolute master! You must introduce me to them if you have the chance."

"Sure."

Ye Fei promised nonchalantly.

He said this only because they were in Pangu Sect’s territory, and it was better to avoid revealing his identity too early if possible.

"Oh right, we’ve known each other for half a day now, and I still don’t know your esteemed name?"

"Wu Feng."

Ye Fei didn’t give his real name but chose a name from a famous line of poetry.

Clouds hang low as if the snow was about to fall, tall trees without wind yet the leaves fly by themselves.

Wu Feng, not a bad name at all.