Suppressing the malevolent energy surging within his body.
Shen Feng ultimately still chose not to take action against Zhao Bingren and the others.
His shoulders gave a slight shudder as spiritual energy burst forth from his body, rapidly evaporating the blood that stained his garments.
Feeling the turbulent energy remaining inside him, he once again sat down cross-legged on the ground, and began the fusion process of the Emperor King Technique with his body, slowly closing his eyes.
When Zhao Bingren, Zhao Lesheng, and the others saw Shen Feng sit down on the spot, they suddenly exhaled a breath of relief, their hearts easing slightly.
Clutching his mobile phone tightly, Zhao Lesheng had hung up right after his outburst of anger.
After his words, the owner of Sea Cloud Hotel would definitely not dare to act recklessly.
