Ren Feifan's eyes narrowed, and his body quickly retreated to distance himself from his opponent, the Legacy Dust Sword in his hand surging with flames!
The murderous intent on him exploded completely!
His eyes were crimson, filled with anger!
"You want me as a servant? Hmph! Let's see if you have the ability!"
The elder chose to ignore Ren Feifan's murderous intent, an aged voice resonating: "Boy, even at this point, why do you still struggle? You're no match for me. I only want your essence and blood. If you willingly offer it to me, I can even make you stronger. Why would you give up on such an opportunity?"
Ren Fei's eyes slightly narrowed, a cruel smile appearing at the corner of his mouth: "Whether I'm your match, we'll see after a fight!"
The elder, seeing Ren Feifan's ignorance of his kindness, could only shake his head helplessly.
With this boy's strength? Can he win?
Not even worth mentioning!
