Sun Wufeng considered himself unafraid of challenging any hall of honors in a major sect, with an even chance of winning or losing.
Those in the hall of honors usually had great experience and diverse combat methods, rarely making mistakes, but he had the advantage of youth and vigor, as well as a few hidden cards.
However, if he went up against another major sect's hall of honors without justification, the consequences would be severe.
Qu Jianlei let out a sinister laugh, "The old man has been happy to stay in the Crimson Pheonix for thirty years without leaving. Now he's coming out to protect someone. Who do you think I'm representing?"
Li Zhishen, hearing this answer, couldn't react. He wasn't afraid of the opponent, but the Crimson Pheonix was protecting their lineage. If he caused trouble, even on a small scale, the Crimson Pheonix's Hall of Honor wouldn't let him off, and on a larger scale, neither would the entire Crimson Pheonix Sect.
