I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God

Chapter 747

"Oh, proof? That's simple!"

Yi Feng scratched his nose and said nonchalantly, "Your sect leader has a mole on her butt. Does that count?"@@@@

As soon as these words fell, the sneers on Sun Zimei and the others' faces froze solid.

They stared at each other, wide-eyed.

Shi Qingwu's expression also darkened instantly.

The atmosphere in the room became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Especially Sun Zimei, who was so choked up that he couldn't utter a single word, despite having a whole arsenal of arguments and retorts prepared.

"You... you're spouting nonsense!"

After a long pause, he finally managed to squeeze out this sentence.

"How is it nonsense? Doesn't this prove the intimate relationship between us since childhood?" Yi Feng retorted directly.

"You..."

Yi Feng's words infuriated Sun Zimei, who turned his gaze to Shi Qingwu. "Sect Leader, this brat is insulting you like this. Aren't you going to do anything about it?"

Shi Qingwu, who had initially been on the verge of lashing out at Yi Feng, suppressed her anger upon seeing Sun Zimei's reaction.

Instead, she said with a stern face, "What he said is true."

"But... but..."

Sun Zimei's face turned ugly, and he shouted unwillingly, "What he said is completely unverifiable!"

"Oh, so Grand Elder Sun thinks I'm lying too?" Shi Qingwu asked coldly. "Do you want me to take off my pants to prove it to you?"

"I wouldn't dare."

Sun Zimei quickly replied, not wanting Shi Qingwu to accuse him of insubordination.

Seeing this, Shi Qingwu sneered and glanced at Yi Feng subconsciously.

After a long while, she smiled and praised, "You did well this time. Very well."

"But you'll need to stay here for a while longer. Only after my position is fully secured can you leave. It won't be long, a month or two at most."

"Fine."

Yi Feng nodded.

Although he was eager to find his disciple, he knew that sharpening the axe wouldn't delay the chopping of firewood. With enough resources, he could accomplish his goals more effectively.

"In the meantime, you'll need to be careful. They won't let this go and will definitely make further moves."

Shi Qingwu continued, "Of course, as long as I'm here, nothing will happen to you."

"Go and rest now."

With that, Shi Qingwu waved her jade-like hand, instructing her subordinates to take Yi Feng away.

Yi Feng settled down in a small courtyard, where he stayed peacefully for several days.

Initially, several disciples had been assigned to serve him, but within a day, all but one naive young boy had left.

Moreover, wherever he went, he was met with disdainful glances and gossip.

People called him a good-for-nothing.

They mocked how Shi Qingwu, the once-in-a-millennium genius and leader of the Hundred Refinements Sect, had chosen a useless childhood friend as her husband.

Some even boasted about challenging Yi Feng.

It was clear that the elders were behind this, fanning the flames.

After all, with Shi Qingwu around, they didn't dare to act against Yi Feng openly.

So they resorted to indirect methods, using public opinion to pressure Yi Feng into exposing himself.

How many people could remain calm under the weight of such widespread ridicule and gossip?