"Brother Chu, you have been defeated. Let's leave today's matter at that. I will take Chen Yang with me, and I hope you can accept the situation with composure!" Long Qiankun said calmly.
Chu Mu glared at Long Qiankun with a resentful expression: "Even though I am defeated, it wasn't easy for you, right?"
Long Qiankun nodded straightforwardly: "Indeed, Brother Chu's Kunwu Palm is truly formidable. I did suffer some internal injuries, but it's nothing serious. Thank you for your concern, Brother Chu!"
Long Qiankun stood with his hands behind his back, his silver hair fluttering in the wind.
Beside him, Chen Yang let out a cold laugh.
His own grandfather was really crafty. He clearly had the strength to defeat Chu Mu in an instant, yet he intentionally made it look like a narrow victory, causing Chu Mu to be under an illusion.
