C1190 Seven Great Marshals

"No worries..." Lu Chuan stammered with a hint of nervousness.

Loong Heng's normally pallid face was now a shade of embarrassed crimson, especially under the scornful eyes of the onlookers, which fueled his rage.

Yet, in Feng Yixiu's presence, he dared not reveal his anger, instead plotting his revenge silently.

'Lu Chuan, your time will come once Feng Yixiu is gone. If I don't make you pay