Chen Feng was instantly enraged, to think someone dared to play tricks right in front of him, blatantly courting death. He released his aura abruptly, and it suppressed every inch of space in the bedroom. If there were anything in the room, nothing could escape his oppressive might.
A shrill cry echoed in the room, sounding like something was being suppressed by Chen Feng's aura, then quickly, there was silence. Chen Feng looked at a mirror above the fireplace, his face becoming very grim. He hadn't expected to capsize in the gutter and fail to notice such an obvious trap; it was all because he had been too careless.
"Mirror World!"
Chen Feng murmured to himself as his fingers made a "crack" sound, indicating his fury at the moment.
