"Have you been following me all this time?" Tang Feng's lips curled into a slight smile.
"That's right, you should feel lucky that you're still of some use, otherwise, you wouldn't have been invited here," said the young man who was clearly the leader of the group. In the past, he would have crushed someone at the mere Gathering Spirit Third Layer without hesitation.
"Oh! Should I be thanking you then?" Tang Feng taunted, staring at the other party without showing any signs of fear.
"Kid, are you looking for death?" The young cultivator emitted his aura, hoping to give Tang Feng a taste of suffering, but his suppression did nothing to Tang Feng.
The other side did not even take a step back.
The young man felt like he had been slapped in the face and his killing intent surged. He reached out his hand, intent on striking, but Yao Xin quickly stepped in front of Tang Feng, her face cold.
"Silver Wolf, try laying a hand on him."
