Don't Step on my Withered Grass!

When this sentence was said, Chu Tenghu, who had been standing quietly at one side with his head hung down, secretly raised up his head to take a glimpse at Chu Yang, then he drooped down his eyelids again.

This glimpse was full of envy and chill!

Although Chu Yang's cultivation had not completely recovered, his spirit had almost integrated the divine spirit that the first master of the Nine Tribulations Sword carried. He was indeed worthy to be called a number one in the entire world!

Of course, Chu Yang noticed where this gaze came from, as well as the unkindness within it.

But how would Chu Yang put him in his mind? He turned around smartly and left Chu Tenghu and his two brothers behind.

I'm not even afraid of your father, let alone you, a small chap!