"Of course," Ye Feng said calmly, but he displayed strong confidence.
"Very well! Let you fight for me!" Lin Zhen was excited, knowing Ye Feng's capabilities. If Ye Feng said it was possible, then it definitely was!
"What big words! Who do you think you are, to compare yourself with my grandfather?" At that moment, a woman in her early twenties stepped forward, looking coldly at Ye Feng with disdain in her eyes.
The woman was petite, around five feet five, with long, shiny black hair that fell to her shoulders.
Her face was exquisitely flawless, giving off an impression of vulnerability yet filled with a strong and confident demeanor.
This woman was none other than Li Linfeng's granddaughter, one of the four beauties of Lin Tian City, Li Xue'er.
Li Linfeng sneered and looked at Lin Zhen, asking, "Sir Lin, what is this? Are you trying to fool me with some punk? Are you afraid of losing face and dare not accept the challenge?"
