30 Feng Wu

Yuan Chong glared at Lu Ming and taunted him.

Feng Wu's face darkened as she remarked, "Yuan Chong, what's with the attitude? Lu Ming is my friend."

"Friend? Haha, we have a lot of friends, and not everyone can fit into our team. I'd just like to know what level is his cultivation on?" Yuan Chong said coldly.

"Sixth Grade Warrior Realm," Lu Ming replied with a sardonic smile.

"Hahaha, Sixth Grade Warrior Realm? Junior Feng Wu, you'd include a Sixth Grade Warrior Realm trash into our group? Even our weakest is a Ninth Grade Warrior Realm. That piece of grade six trash will definitely hold us back."

Yuan Chong laughed scornfully as he mocked Lu Ming.

Disdain flashed across the other two young men's eyes, but they remained silent.

"Miss Feng, it looks like I'm not welcomed here. I'll make a move then." Lu Ming cupped his fists towards Feng Wu and walked away.