Hearing those words, Qiushui Fuyan instantly knitted her brows, a hint of a special emotion emerging into her eyes, and with a swish, she stood up, came up to Chu Feng, and asked very forcefully, “Where is he right now? Is he still well?!”
“Eh…” Chu Feng was a bit speechless as Qiushui Fuyan acted like that. He could see she was very worried about Huangfu Haoyue and also missed him a lot. Their feelings were indeed not simple.
“What? Is he not well? Where is he right now, hurry up and tell me!” Qiushui Fuyan grabbed Chu Feng’s shoulders and continued asking.
At that instant, he bit down on his teeth, and after readying himself, deciding to speak the truth, he deactivated his Transformational Mask, returning to his former young appearance, and said, “I am sorry, Senior Qiushui. Junior Chu Feng has lied to you.”
“Lie? What do you mean?” Seeing Chu Feng’s change, Qiushui Fuyan frowned lightly and couldn’t help taking a few steps back and re-evaluated the current Chu Feng.
It was because even though Chu Feng, at present, still had the aura of a rank one Martial Lord, great changes occurred to his appearance—he seemed just like a young man. At his age, with his cultivation, it represented three words: extremely brilliant talent.