Master Head of the Dragon Soul novel Chapter 875

"The Dragon Soul's God of War has challenged the Nonamillennial in the Martial Arts Alliance!"

"The military and the top figures of the Martial Arts World are finally clashing."

"The showdown between the Martial Arts Alliance and Dragon Soul's God of War, who will emerge as the victor?"

News of this nature spread rapidly throughout the Yenching Family's community within a day.

Upon hearing this news, most people shook their heads in regret, feeling that Chu Feng was undeserving.

This was because that group of heartless disciples was about to clash with the well-established force of the Martial Arts Alliance, which was an extremely irrational act.

In the eyes of most people, Chu Feng had already achieved fame and success, occupying a position of power and influence.

Reaching such a position in one's lifetime was not easy. So why not enjoy life and its privileges?

Instead, he spoke up for a group of disciples, for the community, and even opposed the formidable Martial Arts Alliance.

That was a typical case of thankless effort.

Countless people were puzzled, and many self-proclaimed respected elders had already started fanning the flames, hypocritically sighing, "It's a pity."

"What a shame, the youngest God of War in Donghua for the past three hundred years is about to become history."

"How pathetic, thinking that with one's strength, they can challenge the entire power elite, challenge the hierarchy that has existed for three hundred years. This kid has courage but is also a reckless youth who can't distinguish between what is important and what is not. Does he think that winning one battle makes him invincible?"

"Haha, ridiculous. In Yenching City, there are hidden skillful people. The intricacies of human relationships are much more complex than the battlefield situation."

"I wonder what Lord Chu's attitude will be, whether he can protect his status as an illegitimate child?"

Chu Feng glanced at his peacefully sleeping daughter and nodded, saying, "Alright, I promise you."

After spending time with Yun Muqing, Chu Feng felt a bit suffocated and went outside to get some fresh air.

As he took a few steps into the courtyard, Chu Tianxiong, with his tall and upright figure, stood silently as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.

Chu Feng pondered for a few seconds and walked toward him.

He had already prepared himself to face Chu Tianxiong's reproach, even his scolding, blaming him for disregarding advice and insisting on provoking the Martial Arts Alliance, leading to the current situation.

He had even prepared ten thousand words to counterattack within his heart.

"Have you made your decision?"