"Are you going to talk or not?"
Chen Feng's gaze fell on her legs, ready to strike mercilessly at her slightest refusal.
Lei Ayoudo glared at him defiantly, silent, with a willpower that seemed to challenge, "If you have the guts, kill me." Chen Feng snorted coldly, he indeed had no time for tenderness, another woman was waiting for him to rescue her; it concerned his reputation. If the person under the protection of Caesar the Great were to be lost, how could he show his face in public again?
"Not talking, huh? Then I'll make you regret being born in this life!"
Chen Feng's fist crackled as he changed it to a palm strike, which he placed on her abdomen. A breath that seemed to come from the primordial times surged through his palm into Lei Ayoudo's body. Inside her, the Worm King let out an earth-shattering shriek. The Inner Energy of Chen Feng's Innate Realm was laid upon the Worm King as it struggled, even making a gesture of pleading towards Chen Feng.
