"Xu Wuqi, no need for all the shouting here."
Chu Fengmian heard the Xu family head speak and snorted coldly.
"You're not free of blame in the plotting against me."
"Chu Fengmian! You—"
The Xu family head could not help but erupt in anger upon hearing Chu Fengmian addressing him by name; after all, he was the head of the Xu family.
In the Duxuan Kingdom, many experts at the life-death stage would show him respect. Now, to be addressed by name by a junior, his face could not help but reveal traces of fury.
However, besides fury, a trace of surprise also crept into Xu Wuqi's heart.
From Chu Fengmian's words, it seemed as if he was already aware of their plan to plot against him.
"What, did you think I wouldn't know of your plan against me?"
Seeing a hint of surprise in Xu Wuqi's eyes, Chu Fengmian sneered.
With a flick of his finger, a droplet of demon blood suddenly appeared at its tip.