Chen Feng didn't want to beat around the bush and spoke straightforwardly because, in Chen Feng's view, Ning Xiang was simply too foolish. Chen Feng didn't even know where he got the courage from.
When Ning Xiang heard Chen Feng's direct words, he felt as if he was suddenly the Hulk wearing a hundred green hats, furiously struggling, trying to shake off Chen Feng.
But Chen Feng had a firm grip on Ning Xiang's hand, and no matter how wildly Ning Xiang thrashed, he couldn't break free.
"You really have a face but don't want a face, insisting on being masochistic. Well, I can fulfill your wish."
Chen Feng sneered coldly.
"You... what do you want to do?"
Ning Xiang's face turned unsightly.
He was of the Ning imperial family, accustomed to respect wherever he went, but today, he had suffered a major loss.
