Hearing the buzzing sound that resounded through the sky, Chu Feng frowned.
What did the Spirit King mean?
Could it be that the true Spirit King was someone else?
However, before Chu Feng could think further, a faint sigh had already arrived.
The Spirit King gently flicked the wrinkles on his sleeve and looked at Chu Feng.
"Little fellow, you've really impressed me…"
"You schemed to escape unscathed from me and revive my king's intelligence. I admire all kinds of methods. Tsk tsk…"
"As a little fellow, you actually make me feel a trace of threat. Tsk tsk, how laughable!"
"Originally, on account of your extraordinary talent, I considered taking you in as a servant, which could contribute to my cause. But from the looks of it, I can't keep you alive…"
The Spirit King looked at Chu Feng with a gaze filled with killing intent.
