C15 A Guy Who Doesn't Know How to Respect the Elderly Should Die

"Old man, you've crossed the line!"

Chai Le raised his hand, his palm cutting through the air like a knife, capable of slicing metal in two!

The sheer force of the blow turned the Old Village Chief's face deathly pale, as if he was on the verge of passing out. Without Wu Mei's support, he surely would have crumpled to the ground.

Just then, Wu Mei felt a breeze beside her, and a figure stepped in front of her and the Old Village Chief.

"Those who lack respect for their elders deserve to die!"

To Wu Mei and the Old Village Chief's astonishment, they saw Chen Feng standing before them, gripping Chai Le's descending hand.

"Chen Feng?!"

Wu Mei's eyes were wide with disbelief. She could never have imagined that Chen Feng was actually a Martial Cultivator!

Behind Chai Le, the four onlookers' eyes bulged in amazement.

"How is this possible? He actually caught Senior Brother Chai Le's strike?!"

Chai Le himself was utterly astounded.

How could he have ever expected to find a Martial Cultivator in such a remote mountain village?

But then, with a sneer, he quickly regained his composure.

With a slight tug, Chai Le sent a powerful shockwave through Chen Feng's arm, revealing his formidable strength.

Chen Feng quickly assessed the situation.

"I was curious why your village was so audacious, handing over so little. It seems you have a worthless Cultivator on your side!"

Chai Le sneered at Chen Feng, "But do you really think your meager abilities can protect them? Humph!"

"Today, if you don't hand over a substantial tribute, I'll kill this First Layer Martial Artist Cultivator and let the Blazing Flame Wolf feast on everyone in your village!"

Chai Le's threat sent shivers down the spines of all the villagers, memories of a Blazing Flame Wolf's previous rampage fresh in their minds, leaving them chilled to the core.

The Village Chief, on the verge of kneeling, pleaded with a desperate look, "Immortal Master! We just rescued this man today; he has no ties to our village. Moreover, we have nothing left to give!"

Chai Le regarded the Village Chief with a cold gaze, his patience utterly exhausted. Moreover, Chen Feng's words had only served to enrage him further.

As a disciple of the Green Mountain Sect, he couldn't fathom how an ordinary person would dare to defy him, let alone be lectured by someone at the First Layer of the Martial Artist Stage. Anger surged within him!

"Well then, we'll just have to see if the Green Mountain Sect will stand by you!" Chai Le said with a sneer. "And I've heard that a small Beast Tide has erupted in the Flaming Beast Plains and is moving this way. You'd all do well to take extra caution!"

With that, Chai Le turned to Chen Feng, his voice dripping with contempt. "A mere First Layer Martial Artist, and you think you can school me? Today, I'll show you your place, you piece of trash!"

No sooner had Chai Le finished speaking than Chen Feng's demeanor grew icy, a formidable Intimidation emanating from him that struck fear into everyone present.

"And who did you say you were?!" Chai Le stammered, overwhelmed by Chen Feng's imposing presence. He looked up to meet Chen Feng's lethal gaze and stumbled backward in terror, his legs trembling beneath him.