Zuo Ming wasn't a Spiritual Overlord yet, but the Zuo family had more than one Spiritual Overlord, so they had heard about it a long time ago.
After Mrs. Zuo left, Zuo Ming sipped his tea and smirked.
"Feng Wu… Ha!"
When he talked to the older generation about it earlier, they gave him permission to gather a group of capable cultivators from the old manor in Jingyang Province.
They were all peak Spiritual Kings and Spiritual Overlords.
The first group of five had arrived, and the second group was still on their way.
"Feng Wu, you'll never survive this!"
Zuo Ming was sure of it. With so many capable cultivators attacking Feng Wu at the same time, of course, Feng Wu had to die.
If he put himself in Feng Wu's shoes, he would be doomed no matter what.
Mrs. Zuo thought the same as Master Zuo.
Mrs. Zuo hated Feng Wu even more.
