Blood Artifact Soul! Pride!

Chu Feng turned his gaze to the two of them.

Senior Xu Dao shook his head with a faint smile.

"I don't have any requests. I just can't bear to see the face of the Academy trampled on like this. Little friend, there's no need to consider me."

To Senior Xu Dao, external items were no longer important.

He did not understand Chu Feng at all before.

Even if it were anyone else, he would also make a move.

Chu Feng silently bowed. Then, he looked at Mo Tianqiong.

This top-notch prodigy in the world had been giving him an ambiguous attitude recently…

Chu Feng would never believe that he had nothing to ask for.

He decided not to beat around the bush and said, "Thank you for your help this time, Brother Tianqiong. If you need anything, feel free to speak!"

Mo Tianqiong was also straightforward.