Inside the room, no one spoke.
Wu Hong, who had just woken up, had no idea what had happened or that anything was amiss.
All he knew was that this was the Mu Nan Sect, and in this world, the Mu Nan Sect was supreme.
Seeing that the Second Elder remained still, as if he hadn't heard his words,
Wu Hong continued resentfully, "It was him, he insulted the sect, he doesn't take the sect seriously!"
"He..."
"Enough!"
The Second Elder suddenly interrupted Wu Hong, who was about to continue, with a sharp rebuke.
His old face was dark and ashen, and his hands were clenched into fists.
For any other disciple, he would have knocked out half his teeth with a single slap.
This talented disciple of the Mu Nan Sect, he had once thought him to be of decent character.
But now, he had to question if he had misjudged the person before.
To be inferior in skill and not seek reasons within oneself, but instead to drag the sect into it to regain face?
With such a narrow mind, could this person lead the sect to its peak in the future?
The Second Elder had to remind himself to consider carefully when promoting Wu Hong to Sect Master in the future.
Taken aback by the reprimand, Wu Hong looked dazed and confused, realizing that something had changed during his period of unconsciousness.
"Young friend, Wu Hong has been spoiled too much, his temperament is a bit arrogant. Please don't hold it against him. I will discipline him properly later!"
Having recovered, the Second Elder hurried forward to ease the atmosphere.
He had painstakingly worked to improve relations between them, and he did not want a few words from Wu Hong to anger Chu Fan.
Boom...
Wu Hong's mind reeled, his eyes wide with disbelief, unable to comprehend why the Second Elder was being so polite to Chu Fan.
What had happened?
Why was it like this?
Why was the Second Elder being so polite to him?
Questions swarmed Wu Hong's heart.
Chu Fan glanced at Wu Hong, who clearly had difficulty accepting the reality, and said dismissively, "He's just a child, mistakes are allowed!"
"But if there's a next time, I can't guarantee I'll be as easy to talk to!"
Being warned by an outsider on his own territory, only the Second Elder knew the helplessness he felt.
However, for the sake of long-term development, no matter how helpless the Second Elder was, he could only swallow his anger.
He chuckled, "There won't be a next time. If there is, you won't have to act; I will personally cripple him!"
Wu Hong's entire body trembled, his lips quivering, unable to believe the Second Elder would say such a thing to appease Chu Fan.
He was a talented disciple of the Mu Nan Sect, the future Sect Master.
The Second Elder, who usually treated him like a son, had just said that if he offended Chu Fan again, he would personally cripple him.
Wu Hong found it difficult to accept.
But at over thirty years old, he was not a child who lacked discernment.
Although he was puzzled as to why Chu Fan was being treated so courteously, he remained composed and refrained from speaking, knowing he had no right to interject at this moment.
Since Wu Hong had woken up and lunch was almost ready, the Second Elder invited Chu Fan to the dining hall.
Under normal circumstances, Grandmasters like the Second Elder could subsist on air and rarely ate.
However, it was different when guests visited the sect.
Eating and conversing at the same time created a better atmosphere.
Conversely, sitting and chatting idly could easily lead to awkwardness.
After Chu Fan and the others left, Wu Hong felt as if all his strength had been drained, and he lay on the bed powerlessly.
He stared blankly at the ceiling beams, utterly unable to understand what had happened. How could an unknown nobody cause the Mu Nan Sect to treat him with such courtesy?
Just then, a disciple from the pharmacy responsible for looking after Wu Hong entered. Wu Hong eagerly asked, "What happened while I was unconscious?"
Upon learning that Chu Fan had severely injured Elder She with just one punch,
Wu Hong's mouth instinctively gaped in shock.
"How old is he? How could he severely injure Elder She with one punch?"
"He... he..."
As he thought, Wu Hong dared not continue.
A sense of defeat began to emerge in his heart.
Before Chu Fan appeared, he believed himself to be the most talented person in the Dragon God Kingdom, destined to trample upon it in the future, with no one among the younger generation worthy of comparison.
Now, he realized that there was always someone better.
He, after all, had only seen a frog in a well.
Compared to Chu Fan, his talent was not worth mentioning.
Compared to Chu Fan, his achievements were a complete joke.
Wu Hong sat on the bed, his expression vacant, like a defeated rooster, filled with dejection.
In his heart, Chu Fan's once insignificant and vague figure rapidly became clear and immense, so immense that he seemed like an insurmountable giant.
The future leader of the Mu Nan Sect thus developed a mental demon, his path in martial arts destined to be devoid of glorious development.
This was the impact brought by the Demon God.
Without doing anything, he had directly ruined the youngest genius disciple of the Mu Nan Sect.
Encountering Chu Fan, this nemesis of geniuses, was simply his bad luck.
Of course, the Demon God was completely unaware of all this, and even if he knew, he would do nothing about it.
In his eyes, if one couldn't withstand such a blow, they wouldn't achieve anything in the path of martial arts.
Although his performance was impressive now, in the end, it was merely a fleeting moment.
At the dinner table, because the dishes tasted quite good, Chu Fan did not hold back.
Originally, on the way, he had thought that with the Mu Nan Sect's heritage, he could inquire about ancient pills.
Such a large sect should have inherited ancient pills from its ancestors.
But when the Second Elder showed his intention to form a connection, he abandoned this idea.
No one offers kindness without a reason.
He had clearly offended the Mu Nan Sect's dignity, yet they treated him so courteously, putting aside their pride to connect with him. It was not difficult to infer that they wanted something from him.
If they knew his needs, they would most likely use them as bargaining chips.
Moreover, there were many types of pills, and even if the Mu Nan Sect had inherited ancient pills, they might not necessarily solve his problems.
After eating his fill, the Second Elder immediately arranged for guest rooms.
"Second Elder, I won't be staying here!"
"I still have matters to attend to, and I'll be heading back now!"
The Second Elder feigned surprise, then reluctantly said, "Is that so? Then I won't keep you, young friend!"
"I hope you can overlook any shortcomings in our hospitality!"
Chu Fan smiled, "It has been more than adequate. I will remember this kindness."
The Second Elder was very pleased with this response. As he walked, he said, "Young friend, your deeds have already spread. In the future, people from the other five major sects will likely seek you out."
"The Mu Nan Sect sincerely wishes to be your friend. When others try to recruit you, please consider us."
The Second Elder did not lack the desire to directly recruit Chu Fan into the Mu Nan Sect, but he knew that Chu Fan was too formidable a figure, and the Mu Nan Sect was too small to accommodate him.