C1258 Elder Ma's Threat

Upon hearing these words, Shihun had already risen from his chair, his eyes tinged with redness.

With a mere command from Feng Zhentian, Shihun would claim this man's life.

Yet, Feng Zhentian simply smiled and gestured for Shihun to sit, a wave of his hand dismissing the tension.

"Elder, may I have the honor of your surname?" Feng Zhentian inquired, his smile unwavering