Like I’m about to cry

The group of Martial Artists all sneered.

At this moment, a bald, muscular man with bloodshot eyes appeared in everyone's sight.

This person was none other than the Clan Chief of the Chiri Sacred Clan, a Great Saint of his generation, Chiri Muzhu!

As soon as he appeared, he immediately released his Mental Energy.

That terrifying Mental Energy of the Radiant Moon Realm was released, instantly covering an unknown distance.

Then, Chiri Muzhu saw someone he never would have dreamed of—Su Lang!

"It's him!?"

"How could it be him!?"

"Wasn't he at the Yaochi Sacred Clan? How could he suddenly appear at Red Sun Mountain?"

While terrified, Chiri Muzhu was even more bewildered; although the Yaochi Sacred Clan and the Chiri Sacred Clan were considered two neighboring large clans.

However, the territories of both clans were vast, with many small races in between.

To get from Yaochi Holy City to Red Sun Mountain, even a Martial Saint of his generation using a Teleportation Array couldn't possibly arrive in such a short time!

"Chiri Muzhu, long time no see."

Su Lang rose into the air and came before Chiri Muzhu.

Although he was only at the Martial Venerable Realm, he showed no fear in the face of a Great Saint, as if he were facing an ordinary person.

When this scene fell into the eyes of those Chiri Sacred Clan Martial Artists, they were immediately astonished.

Soon, their astonishment turned into sneers.

"It's this person who dared to usurp the control over our Mountain-Protecting Formation!"

"This person has some tricks, but before our Clan Chief, he's absolutely no match!"

"So unscrupulous, who does he think he is!?"

"This person is surely dead!"

"…"

As everyone sneered, they seemed to already see the scene of Su Lang being captured by their Clan Chief and then brutally killed.

But what happened next instantly made their eyes bulge, like an ordinary person seeing a ghost!

They saw Chiri Muzhu tremble all over upon seeing Su Lang, revealing an expression of fear.

"Su… Young Master Su!"

"You… why are you here!?"

Chiri Muzhu took three steps back and asked tremblingly.

Although he was far away at Red Sun Mountain, don't forget that the Yaochi Sacred Clan had many Chiri Clan Martial Artists.

Among them were Chiri Muzhu's trusted Martial Artists gathering intelligence there.

Therefore, he knew very well about Su Lang refining the sea of the sky and scaring a Quasi-Immortal of his generation into running away with his tail between his legs.

He was terrified at the time.

A Quasi-Immortal of his generation… he had rushed over aggressively and then immediately knelt down to beg for mercy!

If even a powerful Quasi-Immortal was so humble, what was he, Chiri Muzhu?

Plus, during the previous battle at Yinwu Marsh, their Chiri Clan had offended Su Lang.

Seeing Su Lang here now, he immediately thought Su Lang had come for revenge!

"Heavens, why are you so harsh on my Chiri Sacred Clan!"

"Our Sacred Clan is still experiencing that strange Flying Squirrel disaster, and now we have to face the harassment of such a distinguished person?"

Chiri Muzhu lamented to the heavens in his heart, feeling that being the Clan Chief was so hard!

Ah, it's really too hard for me, I can't take it anymore.

"Chiri Muzhu, why are you so afraid of me?"

Su Lang saw the muscular man's expression changing constantly, with sorrow in his eyes, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Young Master Su, I… I was wrong!"

Chiri Muzhu thought for a moment and then immediately knelt down!

A bald man covered in muscles knelt down weakly before Su Lang.

This scene left the Chiri Sacred Clan Martial Artists below dumbfounded.

Chiri Muzhu, their Clan Chief, the top expert among the three nearby Sacred Clans, had suddenly knelt down.

Is this a freaking dream!?

Some Martial Artists couldn't help but bite their tongues, finding it painful—it wasn't a dream!

Then they froze! Even their thoughts became sluggish!

"Tsk tsk."

"I haven't even said anything yet, and you've already knelt."

Su Lang showed a mocking expression, "Moreover, I originally thought you would take a gamble, kill me, and try to clinging to my brother's thigh."

"Young Master Su, please spare me!"

"Before, I lost my mind to let those juniors… I already know I was wrong, I'll kowtow to you!"

As Chiri Muzhu spoke, his already very red eyes became even redder, even his eye sockets turned red.

It looked like this burly man was about to cry.

Fine, if you're going to cry, just cry. Don't act like you're weeping like pear blossoms in the rain, okay?

Isn't it just too disgusting…