Chapter 59 What Yi Feng meant

Why?

Why did the four martial arts masters call this young man "Mr." so respectfully ?

Could it be that?

This martial arts gym does not belong to Wu Yonghong and the other four, and the young man in front of him is the real behind-the-scenes? He

couldn't help

but think of what Yao Ling'er said. It was this young man who ordered people to use the Swift Cloak as a rag, and it was this young man who used Jing Wufeng's bones as food for the dog.

When Ning Xuanwu thought of this, he felt extremely unbelievable.

But even if he couldn't believe it, he felt that this answer was almost right.

Not to mention the respect that Wu Yonghong and the other four showed to Yi Feng, as a martial arts king, he found that he couldn't see through the strength of the young master in front of him.

Just like a mortal.

Seemingly ordinary, but actually unfathomable!

Thinking of this, he swallowed deeply.

"Sir, he is here..." After greeting Yi Feng, Wu Yonghong said respectfully, obviously wanting to report Ning Xuanwu's affairs. x33xs.

"No need to say, I know."

Yi Feng waved his hand and said with a smile.

"Sir is amazing, but we are the ones who are too nosy." Wu Yonghong and the other three looked at each other and immediately bowed their heads respectfully. It seems that a gentleman is a gentleman. Even if he is no longer here, he already knows everything about this place.

"No need to be nosy."

Yi Feng smiled.

When he just walked out of the door, he happened to hear Chu Kuangshi teaching the uncle who was kneeling on the ground. Listening to the words "older generation and younger generation", it is estimated that they are teaching the younger generation!

Old man.

Seeing the younger generation being caught and taught a lesson is understandable, but I don't know what mistake this uncle made.

Ning Xuanwu, who was kneeling on the side, also opened his mouth wide, and at the same time, he regretted it so much.

There was deep fear in his eyes.

He was now sure that the mysterious young man in front of him was an old weirdo who was older than Wu Yonghong and others. He was so blind that he came to the door, wondering if the other person knew everything.

When he thought of offending such a person, he felt a chill on his back and his face was as pale as a piece of paper.

Today, he was afraid that he would die here.

"It's okay, you can handle it." Yi Feng said nonchalantly. Even if it was at the door of his martial arts gym, it would not have any impact on him.

"We handle it?"

Wu Yonghong and the other three were slightly surprised and looked at each other. They didn't expect Yi Feng to directly hand Ning Xuanwu over to them.

But it's true. A small martial king might not be something that the master would personally care about.

But, how should we deal with it?

The four of them looked at each other, and no one could make up their minds. They could only look at Yi Feng

. "Why are you looking at me?" Yi Feng asked speechlessly.

"Well, sir, we just want to ask, in your opinion, how should we deal with it?" Wu Yonghong asked nervously.

On the side, Ning Xuanwu, with a pale face, also looked over.

He, who was usually stern in the Xuanwu Sect, unexpectedly became pitiful. He knew that his life was completely in the hands of Yi Feng.

"Ask me?"

Yi Feng rubbed his nose. He

was quite speechless. You have your own juniors to teach, why are you asking me, who has nothing to do with you?

Seeing the four old men asking questions, Yi Feng had no choice but to say: "I don't have much to say, but what I mean is that since you have made a mistake, you must bear the corresponding consequences. Of course, you can't treat your juniors without giving them a chance. Whether he can become an adult after being taught depends on his own luck."

After saying that, Yi Feng looked at the sky and thought that it was almost time to cook.

After all, Zhong Qing has been busy all day, and it is reasonable for him, as a master, to help him occasionally.

Besides, it is not good for him to be around when they are teaching their juniors.

After Yi Feng left, Wu Yonghong and the other three pondered over Yi Feng's words, then looked at each other and nodded solemnly.

Obviously.

Mr.'s meaning is already very obvious.

Then, four pairs of gloomy eyes fell on Ning Xuanwu.

Ning Xuanwu shuddered suddenly and sweated all over his forehead.

"Storage bag, take it out first!"

. You provided the great god Feng Lingbei. You are already level 1000, and the highest level outside is 30.