Jin Wu nearly coughed blood.

It was already shameful enough that he had been pursued by a Heaven Ascension youngster, but he had now also made a fool of himself in front of Feng Kun. He wished he could bury his head in the ground.

“What exactly is going on?”

Feng Kun frowned. His figure was akin to a mountain, and his muscles gleamed as if they were solid rock, making his presence feel extremely oppressive.

Jin Wu took a deep breath and began to recount his encounter with Lin Xun. Of course, he did not mention the part where he had fled out of fear.

Despite this, Feng Kun could roughly guess what had happened. His expression immediately turned weird, and he could not help but laugh in the end.

Jin Wu's face burned with embarrassment as he roared, “What are you laughing at? You haven’t witnessed that little shit’s bow. When you do, I guarantee that you won’t be able to laugh! Shi Zhen was strong, right? But he was still gravely injured by a single arrow from that kid and nearly died. In fact, he’s still recovering in Tiger Canyon.”

Feng Kun’s expression turned serious. “From what...