Suddenly, Ling Feng left the Fourth Prince to the side, with a hint of displeasure appearing on the prince's face.
"Ling Feng, are you deaf? The Fourth Prince is speaking to you, and you dare to ignore him!"
Yaan Jinghong's eyes flashed fiercely, coldly shouting at Ling Feng.
"Heh, some people like to be dogs, barking at their master's feet. Doesn't mean I have to be the same." Ling Feng shrugged, showing indifference.
"What did you say!"
Yaan Jinghong's pupils contracted, and his killing intent soared, "You're asking for death!"
"Step back!"
The Fourth Prince turned around and glared at Yaan Jinghong, the proud and unruly genius clenched his fist tightly, but finally stepped back, forcefully swallowing his anger.
"Ling Feng, you're too arrogant and conceited!"
The Fourth Prince squinted his eyes and once again fixed his gaze on Ling Feng.
