Ren Feifan, who had killed two elite ninjas, stood proudly, his gaze fixed on the cross-country vehicle in the distance.
"Yamada Mizuki, long time no see. Is it fun to hide in the car?"
His voice was deep but it penetrated several miles.
Yamada Mizuki shivered inside the off-road vehicle, having observed every move of Ren Feifan's.
He originally thought that Ren Feifan was only a skilled fighter, but now, he was more than that.
He was like a demon.
Being able to kill an elite ninja on a whim, it would only take him minutes to kill Yamada.
Yamada was truly terrified!
He looked at Nozawa Yamari beside him, his only hope. If even Nozawa couldn't defeat this man, who could among all the Easterners?
Nozawa Yamari's red lips outlined an insidious smile, "Yamada, get out of the car, be introduced to this man. He understands formations, pyro superpowers, and swordsmanship. These kind of geniuses are rare even in our Great Eastern Empire."
