Han Fei sighed at himself. His soul power had exceeded five million, his strength had soared, so had his comprehensive combat power, and his foundation had been tempered well recently.
However, he was not strong enough. Although the young master of the Crab King City had already turned his Origin Sea into a star, after he was attacked just now, his first thought was to run. Realizing that he couldn't escape, he actually called Third Uncle.
Good lord, what else could he be if not a f*cking idiot?
In this day and age, being able to transform one's Origin Sea into a star didn't mean that he was strong. It might just be because of the accumulation of resources. Maybe he was still a coward.
But in any case, this young master of the Crab King City was already a piece of cake in Han Fei's eyes. However, after all this fighting, he had killed seven or eight weaklings, but the main character hadn't been killed. How embarrassing was that?
