The elder leader was thinking to himself, Feng, his grandson, if were to kneel in front of so many people, where would he put his face?
Therefore, at this moment, the elder leader's face was as dark as the calm before the storm.
He could contain his anger, but Mr. Feng couldn't hold back any longer, as the aura around his body erupted violently!
The few people around felt like their throats were being choked, unable to breathe.
"Ren Feifan, I didn't act against you out of respect for my grandfather, but I didn't expect you to push your luck! You're courting death!"
Mr. Feng's figure flickered, turning into a shadow that appeared in front of Ren Feifan in an instant, with his longsword thrusting towards Ren Feifan's heart.
He wanted Ren Feifan to die immediately!
Just as the sword was about to fall, Ren Feifan showed no hint of panic and said indifferently, "If I'm not mistaken, the person from yesterday must have been sent by you."
