3342 Brother Jun
Night Owl’s face was already red with anger.
Of course, he knew Feng Wu had said that on purpose.
Before he could say anything, Yu Ming bellowed, “Feng Wu, how dare you!”
Feng Wu felt safe with Jun Linyuan around.
She darted a look at Yu Ming, then turned around and tugged at Jun Linyuan’s sleeve.
“Your Royal Highness, he’s so mean to me!” little Feng Wu complained.
So what if she wasn’t a Spiritual Saint? She had a Spiritual Saint behind her.
“Your Royal Highness?” Jun Linyuan frowned.
Feng Wu wondered how else she should address him. Bro?
He would probably smack her.
“Brother Jun!” Feng Wu played along because she wanted to annoy her enemies.
“Brother Jun, they’re bullying me!” Feng Wu was indeed a weakling in front of these big shots.
But her greatest strength was her flexibility.
She didn’t mind asking for help or admitting her weakness.
Now that her patron was here, she couldn’t wait to complain about her mistreatment.
The people of the Dongsang Kingdom were astonished.
Bu Jingyu rubbed his eyes and thought, She’s tugging at a man’s sleeve in front of so many people. Isn’t she ashamed?
The others around him thought the same.
Fine. She’s young and probably can’t help showing off her patron, but Jun Linyuan won’t buy it, will he? He’s not someone who falls for such tricks!
Look at Jun Linyuan’s big frown!
That was what Night Owl and Mr. Sakiya thought.
All the other Dongsangers felt the same way.
They were all waiting for Jun Linyuan to wave his hand and smack Feng Wu away.
Not far away, Elder Dongfang, who was sitting under a tree, saw those people’s expectant gazes…
She looked disdainfully at them as she recovered from her injuries.
They’ll be disappointed. Jun Linyuan must be thrilled!
If he didn’t like Feng Wu, he would have sent her flying a long time ago, just as he had done to Dongfang Ziyun.
Fearing that her cultivation would go awry, Elder Dongfang closed her eyes. Out of sight, out of mind.
As expected…
Jun Linyuan frowned, but he didn’t push Feng Wu away. He only said calmly, “And?”
Feng Wu tugged at Jun Linyuan’s sleeve. “Brother Jun, they said I stole 100 fighter jets from the Dongsang Kingdom! 100!”
Jun Linyuan lowered his eyes. “Impressive.”
Feng Wu said, “That’s right. Everyone in the Dongsang Kingdom is useless. With so many experts guarding the fighter jets, I, a Level 6 Spiritual King, can steal 100 of them.”
Everyone on Feng Wu’s side laughed.
The people from the Dongsang Kingdom looked embarrassed.
“Come out now.”
Feng Wu heard what Jun Linyuan said and looked up, wondering to whom Jun Linyuan was talking.
She followed Jun Linyuan’s gaze and found the person.
It was Yu Ming.
Staring into Jun Linyuan’s dark eyes, Yu Ming felt a chill run down his spine!
He was indeed very capable in front of ordinary people, but compared to Jun Linyuan…
Yu Ming’s heart trembled. He looked at his master for help.
Mr. Sakiya’s expression was extremely ugly!
Last time, Jun Linyuan had injured him here.
When Mr. Sakiya stared at Jun Linyuan, he suddenly realized the latter was different from before.
