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"And," Shen Qingqiu looked around the room filled with three peak lords, gaze coming to a halt when they landed on the sect leader. Once standing tall, constantly smiling with that fake sense of politness, now hunched over with a smile that only spoke of restained feralness, "if anyone follows me, I'll have their head displayed in my front yard."
With that said he continued his stride out the meeting hall's doors. If Yue Qingyuan really is nothing but a feral man, then he'll follow before Shen Qingqiu can take a foot on Qing Jing Peak. If Yue Qingyuan really, truly, deprises him so much, than nothing, not even the mind of a feral man, will be enough for him to ever matter again
After all, Xiao Jiu attracts feral men all the time.