Thinking back, Zhao Ziming had actually been so worried, thinking that Ye Feng was bluffing, thinking that Ye Feng was no match for Xu Zhong.
But now, in front of Ye Feng, Xu Zhong didn't even have the courage to fight.
Worrying for Ye Feng was simply unnecessary—a realization that made Zhao Ziming feel a wave of embarrassment.
"Xu Zhong, Sun De told me I wasn't qualified enough to take the special certification assessment, tell me, am I qualified enough? If I'm not satisfied with your answer, you'll take the consequences..."
Ye Feng asked indifferently.
Xu Zhong had no choice but to feel like Ye Feng was an insurmountable mountain, heavily suppressing him. This gave Xu Zhong a sense of tremendous pressure he had never felt before, making it difficult for him to even breathe.
Such pressure, not even his master had made him feel.
"Asshole!" Xu Zhong roared in anger, raising his right hand and fiercely slapping Sun De.
