“That’s right.” Zhao Feng answered. He did not know why he felt enmity from Zhao Han.
“Good, good, good!” Zhao Han’s face turned even colder as he said good three times, then proceeded to not look at Zhao Feng anymore.
Zhao Feng felt baffled since this was the first time he ever saw Zhao Han, so when did he offend him?
Zhao Yue walked up to Zhao Feng and warned, “Zhao Han is Zhao Yijian’s cousin and their relationship is quite good.”
Zhao Yijian’s cousin?
No wonder Zhao Han had enmity towards him. Zhao Yijian was still lying in bed right now due to his injury.
Being his cousin, Zhao Han was obviously going to take revenge.
However, right now they were facing enemies from outside. They would have to first settle this and then discuss internal matters.
“Fifth rank of the Martial Path?” Xin Tong’s expression changed, but soon recovered, “So what if you’re the fifth rank?” Being a top fourth ranker, he had experience fighting fifth ranks.
“Little bug!” Zhao Han walked step by step towards Xin Tong. For every step he took, the cold from him would increase. The cold wasn’t just a feeling, it was real cold that came from his Inner Strength.
“You’ve just reached the fifth rank not long ago. I’ll see how strong you are right now.” Xing Tong snorted, but his expression was solemn.
“Metal Arm!” Xin Tong put his immense power and Inner Strength into his arm and his whole body seemed like a bull.
His skill was a high ranked one, which allowed one to compress one’s strength in one attack, allowing for the user to overpower his opponent.