Wu Feihang looked at Li Huai, his mouth opened and closed, but in the end, he couldn't say anything.
If the person who defeated the Blood Feast's top assassin Youhua was indeed the young man before him, then he would not even dare to deny that he was no match for Li Huai.
However, what Wu Feihang found hard to accept was Liang Shi's claim that even a hundred of him would not be a match for Li Huai. Wasn't that an exaggeration?
Moreover, according to his knowledge, Youhua was a woman. What if she had been on her period and was suffering from cramps that day, causing her to lose to Li Huai?
"What are you dawdling for, aren't you coming with me?!" Liang Shi, suppressing his irritation, didn't kick Wu Feihang again. He shot Li Huai an annoyed look, then turned around and walked out. Wu Feihang rubbed his buttocks and hurriedly followed.
It was clear that Wu Feihang was not that bad deep down. Otherwise, if he had scared Liu Xiangli, Li Huai wouldn't have let him go so easily.
