Ren Feifan sneered coldly, "Why should I meet them? What qualifications do they have for me to meet them? If some powers want to meet me, they'll naturally send some dogs to find me."
Hearing these words, the old man's entire face turned blue!
Who could have expected that this brat would call him a dog in front of so many people!
He forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Ghost Face, I'll only ask one question. What did you obtain from the Battlefield of the Chosen? Hand it over!"
Ren Feifan's eyes turned cold, he casually took out a book of Martial Arts Techniques, "The Martial Arts Techniques should be mine, right? Do you also want to spy on this?"
The old man sneered, "I won't fall for this trick unless you let me point a finger at your forehead and check the memories where you store your strength!"
Check memories!
Courting death!
Ren Feifan stepped forward!
