The courtyard is deep, fallen leaves are silent.
This duel came unexpectedly, even Zhou Yuanfeng couldn't react in time.
By the time he came to his senses, he saw that Xu Qingfeng had already fallen into a pile of rubble, unconscious.
Qin An held the Cold Star, his gaze as icy as his surroundings, emanating a chilling aura.
Zhou Yuanfeng seeing the situation, quickly stepped forward and grabbed Qin An's wrist holding the blade: "Mr. Qin, please reconsider."
Qin An glanced at Zhou Yuanfeng, the Cold Star returned to its sheath with a sound: "Let's go, to the Alchemy Master Alliance."
Zhou Yuanfeng silently sighed in relief.
Given his understanding of Qin An's temperament, he originally thought blood would be spilled on the spot.
Now it seems, he is spared the effort of persuasion.
He knew well that Xu Qingfeng was not to be feared, but the teacher behind him posed a trouble.
