The atmosphere instantly turned tense, with swords and bows drawn. At this moment, an old man standing beside Zhou Feilong spoke up.
He chuckled awkwardly, using a somewhat conciliatory tone, he addressed Wei Zhe, "Mr. Wei, today's incident is probably a misunderstanding. You may not recognize Chu Mo, but he is truly not someone you can touch. How about this... let today's matter pass, and our Hall Master will compensate for your losses. Let it end here, how about it?"
Actually, that elder was speaking up for Zhou Feilong.
Essentially, Chu Mo was no ordinary individual in their hearts – he was incomparable to Wei Zhe!
And now, Wei Zhe actually contemplating laying hands on Chu Mo – they could not allow Wei Zhe to attack Chu Mo under any circumstances, otherwise, it would be like watching Wei Zhe harming Chu Mo.
This situation, thus, would surely diminish Zhou Feilong's impression in Chu Mo's heart.
