Lin Zhen crushed Lou Qingfeng's phone with one foot, and then easily picked up Li Tianhao's space ring, looking down at the dumbfounded crowd below, he asked, "None of you can guarantee what you'll get now, since Li Wanfeng didn't articulate his promise. Does anyone want to make a move?"
The people below looked at each other. Except for Lou Qingfeng, who was about to take action, the others were uncertain about what to do.
"Since no one wants to do it, I'm leaving. Bye!"
As Lin Zhen finished speaking, the liquid metal around his waist transformed into a shield. He stepped onto the shield and started to rise into the air.
"Lin Zhen, how dare you kill our young master! Leave your life behind!"
Lou Qingfeng, witnessing Li Tianhao's miserable death, nearly fainted on the spot. As he saw Lin Zhen trying to run away, he completely disregarded everything and took off as well, stepping onto a flying disc and chasing after him.
