By this time, Wu Feng had long since exited the Blood Spirit state, but the tremendous backlash had left him with barely half a life, meaning that the current Wu Feng was utterly powerless to resist.
Lin Chen shook his head helplessly, never expecting that both he and Long Feixue had been duped by him, this guy having been holding on with his last breath while negotiating terms with Lin Chen and Long Feixue.
If Long Feixue had known about Wu Feng's condition, she probably would have already killed her way in.
Wu Feng also gave a wry smile, his current situation was like a fish on the chopping board, entirely vulnerable to Lin Chen's moves—he didn't have the slightest strength to fight back.
"Surprised, are you?" Wu Feng said with a smile.
Lin Chen let out a bitter laugh, "It seems that the older ginger is indeed spicier!"
