Faced with a fake king, Han Fei retorted arrogantly. Even Luo Xiaobai was confused.
The corners of Tang Yan, Cao Tianzhi, and the others' mouths twitched, and they thought to themselves, Are you looking for a beating?
Li Daxian couldn't help but say, "Brat, why are you shouting so loudly? The question now is… should we run? Be quiet, OK?"
Ren Tianfei said with a black face, "Han Fei, do you have a solution or not? If the fake king is as you described, I can fight him. When you left, why didn't you go to the Central Holy City to treat me? Otherwise, would there be such a thing now? Believe it or not, I can defeat all of them alone."
Han Fei rolled his eyes. "Stop bragging. It'll be enough if you can hold off the Black Evil Conch King alone."
Zhang Xuanyu and Le Renkuang looked at each other and came to Han Fei. Neither of them spoke, but they were actually saying, Brother, let's retreat!
