The short figure from Lei Family clutched his wound and hastily swallowed an Elixir, while the flow of True Qi circulated around his body. His eyes, cold and sharp, stared at Ren Feifan and he said, "A mere mortal dares to wound me? You're seeking death!"
Ren Feifan, with a cold smirk on his lips, toyed with the Ancient Dust Sword in his hand, not even deigning to look directly at the man as he disdainfully said, "To think someone of your inferior realm dares to take on me, you're really overestimating yourself."
After speaking, Ren Feifan's gaze fell directly on the obviously leading burly man among the Lei Family group.
"Your subordinate is already in such a sorry state, and you can still sit still?"
The burly man's eyes hardened, and he reached out to support the short figure, saying directly, "Step back now! Don't embarrass me further in my presence!"
The short figure, initially wanting to say something more, instantly held his tongue upon seeing the burly man's icy gaze.
