"Arrogant!"
Lin Feng's face rarely showed a ferocious look, "You say you're a King? On what grounds? Even Qin Jian has not gained the qualifications of a King! In the Dragon Country, only that lucky bastard Ye Wudao managed to cling to his dead father's luck to obtain the title of King, and yet, it also led him to accompany his father in death!"
Lin Feng laughed in anger!
This guy was shamelessly boasting. I kindly reached out to recruit him, yet he starts off by claiming that he is a King!
Even someone as strong as Qin Jian had to properly take over his own father's position!
This kid with an unclear background sure talks big!
"You don't believe it?" Ye Wudao retorted.
"I think you're a bastard!" Lin Feng, enraged, struck at Ye Wudao with a palm as if a ferocious tiger was leaping out of its cage. Despite his scholarly and handsome looks, his attack was extremely vicious.
Ye Wudao's expression remained calm as he casually blocked.
Bang!
A dull sound burst forth!
