Confronting the Four Great Young Masters (Part 1)

The graceful movements of Master Xue were truly elegant.

With each step and kick, his body swiftly rose, arms outstretched, resembling a swift swallow piercing through the clouds.

He effortlessly leaped onto the high platform, arrogantly beckoning to Lu Suifeng with a gesture filled with boundless disdain.

He then turned his gaze towards Ziyan, his expression as if Ziyan was already within his grasp.

Lu Suifeng shrugged his shoulders, feeling helpless, and gave a bitter smile.

He straightened his clothes and casually walked towards the platform.

“What do you think Master Xue will look like later?”

Yun Wuying asked Ouyang Wuji beside him.

“It’s hard to say! Our leader’s thoughts are unpredictable and often surprising. He acts on impulse, following his own desires,” Ouyang Wuji stroked his chin, pretending to be profound.

“Cutting off hands and feet is unlikely to happen in this situation. Knocking out a few teeth, however, is possible,” Ouyang Mingyue chimed in.