Kong Tan's gaze turned cold. He said, "Do you think that this fiend would be scared of a human?"
It was only to see fiendish qi surging on his body, already assuming a posture like he was going to start a killing spree.
Feng Qingxuan's expression turned dark, and she said, "Kong Tan, don't you be arrogant! When my man arrives, you'll suffer!"
Kong Tan's eyes shrunk once again, and he said, "You're saying that Yang Qing is your man? Hur hur, Feng Qingxuan, do you take this fiend to be a fool?"
Feng Qingxuan smiled and said, "You can try starting a fight!"
Kong Tan said disdainfully, "No matter how formidable Yang Qing is, he's also just one person! Feng Qingxuan, it looks like you're refusing face when it's given! Kill for me!"
In the end, Feng Qingxuan still failed to intimidate Kong Tan.
The fiend race was bloodthirsty by nature and would not reason things out at all.
