When Ye Feng and Hong Qingyan returned to the square, the three Elders of the Hong Clan undoubtedly wore expressions of pained distress. However, things being what they were, they wouldn't say anything more.
"Now that the matter is resolved, the two of us will take our leave," said Ye Feng as he clasped his fists in farewell, then took Hong Qingyan's hand, ready to leave.
Because Ye Feng could tell that while the three Clan Elders of the Hong Family were outwardly courteous, they still harbored resentment and even murderous intent towards him inside.
If it were not for the fact that their strength did not permit it, these three venerable Elders of the Hong Family would probably have attacked him, to thoroughly eradicate him; hence, Ye Feng did not wish to engage in any superfluous pleasantries with these individuals.
"Wait a moment!" Elder Tai Jia of the Clan suddenly said, waving his hand.
"What else is there?" Ye Feng asked, frowning.
