In Nan Jian's pupils, a sword seemed eager to surge upwards. It looked as if it wanted to venture out and ascertain the situation. It uttered mockingly, "You must be right, child. When I was a follower, I advised you not to do so, lest you regret it without saying anything."
Lin Zida laughed arrogantly, "Nan Jian, you don't want to start. Wait until I accompany you with a few more sets, better than just two."
Unable to restrain himself, Nan Jian burst into laughter. Because of Lin's arrogance and firmness, even King Wu could be swarmed in the early stage. Furthermore, the great general Jiang Feng wasn't even worth mentioning. He slew Jiang Feng and raised his hand.
Nan Jian looked pitifully at Fang Feng, as if foreseeing Fang Feng's tragic demise.
Jiang Fengran noticed Nan Jiansi's eyes and smiled, "Child, go to Yama Restaurant, and remember in your next life to be a good person and not to offend those you cannot afford to."
"Fantasy Thousand Legs!"
