Chen Feng laughed coldly as he looked in Zhao Feng’s direction, then he whispered something to Ji Fengyun and Hou Yuan.
Hou Yuan and Ji Fengyun then turned their sights to Zhao Feng, Nan Gongfan and Yang Qingshan. Yang Qingshan and Nan Gongfan only felt their body stiffen and their breaths grow short.
That unseeable pressure made them puff for air, only Zhao Feng expression was normal.
“Chen Feng, you’re so useless. You can’t even defeat these three little brats.”