After Ren Feifan left, Yang Xin stepped out of the darkness, murmuring, "Such heavy murderous intent, is he really planning to face those people all by himself? If Ren Feifan kills Basong, then things will seriously escalate! We must send someone to stop him immediately!"
At seven in the evening. A bright moon hung high in the sky.
A villa somewhere in Lin City was exceptionally quiet.
"Basong?"
Ren Feifan looked up at the brightly lit villa. The villa seemed normal at first glance, but there was a strange atmosphere everywhere.
Observing the energy fluctuations around the villa, Ren Feifan exposed a slight smirk.
A formation?
Are they really using such a crappy formation to make a fool of themselves?
