Ren Feifan's eyes were always very calm.
So calm it seemed as though nothing could stir his fighting spirit.
It was as if he had grown weary of everything.
Suddenly, his eyes sharpened, sweeping towards Ye Lengting and the elder nearby, a hint of murderous intent at the corner of his mouth, "Who else, come at me together! Don't waste my time!"
Neither Ye Lengting nor the elder had any intention of making a move.
They realized that the person before them seemed to have gone through a transformation.
Both his strength and his aura had completely changed!
What on earth had happened to this guy?
After five seconds, seeing that no one intended to act, a chill flashed in Ren Feifan's eyes, "If no one wishes to make a move, then I shall!"
As his words fell, Ren Feifan's figure vanished from everyone's sight.
Then, with a "snap!" a crisp sound echoed throughout the entire abandoned factory.
At this moment, Ye Lengting felt his cheek grow burning hot.
