The atmosphere around the Demon Peak gradually became extremely eerie.
In Ning He's eyes, the anger that had initially subsided surged up again, verging on losing control.
"Qin, you!!! Do you really think you're something special?!"
"Make me kneel? Are you worthy? Do you really think you're invincible just because you're a Saint Heir?"
"If you can withstand a single move from under my hand, I'll have nothing to say! But if you can't, I hope you conduct yourself wisely!"
At this moment, Ning He was obviously thoroughly enraged.
There was no longer the previous gentleness in his speech.
The tone was extremely irritable.
Li Linfeng's brow furrowed as well, he looked at Qin Chen, a trace of disappointment deep in his eyes.
He had initially thought of helping Qin Chen, to make good with him.
That's why he had stood out, disregarding offending the Feather Alliance.
But he didn't expect Qin Chen to be so unaware, which naturally left him very disappointed.
