With this reliance in his heart, the burly middle-aged man still had an imposing aura even after being defeated by Old Feng.
Although he didn't know why Yang Xiao was unwilling to show himself, he believed that Yang Xiao wouldn't watch him die at Old Feng's hands.
If his life were in danger, Yang Xiao would surely come to his rescue.
So, for Old Feng to kill him, was an absolute impossibility.
"What's that look on your face? Do you still rely on something even now?" Old Feng, seeing the indifferent smile on the corner of the burly middle-aged man's mouth, felt a surge of hostility in his eyes.
Seeing the burly middle-aged man's expression, for some reason, Old Feng felt a sense of unease.
It was as if the person in mortal danger wasn't the burly middle-aged man, but himself.
This feeling was too strange, too eerie.
It came without warning, leaving him uncertain of the cause.
