"We'll see who the ant is soon enough."
Qin Heng raised his hand and seized Zhao Feng as easily as lifting a chick. "Let's go," he said. "Take me to Zhao Yuyang."
"Heh, I can't wait to see you die!"
Zhao Yuyang is an invincible existence, unless a true Saint descends! But in this End of Dharma Age, a Martial Saint is the pinnacle of existence on Earth, a true rarity. How could they be so common?! Zhao Feng sneered inwardly.
And just like that, under the shocked gazes of the many waiters and customers at Dong Lai Shun, Qin Heng left the floor, still holding Zhao Feng. Xue Qinan, Nie Rongrong, and Shi Yiguang followed.
When they arrived at the underground parking garage, Zhao Feng sneered. "Kid, do you plan to drive to find Young Master Yuyang? You're a frog in a well, completely ignorant of where a true powerhouse lives!"
BOOM!
