Lei Zongcheng had forgotten when was the last time he uttered those threatening words.
Anyone with eyes could see that he only said it out of frustration.
If he could fight Long Fei, he wouldn't resort to threatening a junior from the Ancient Era.
Long Fei looked at him with a remarkable presence and said, "Wind, rain, thunder, lightning, gold, wood, water, fire, earth—the nine major Cultivation Families of the Ancient Era. Senior, you must be from the Lei Family, right?"
Lei Zongcheng's expression froze; he did not expect this young man to know so much.
Feng Qinghong coldly stared at Long Fei and said, "From today onwards, our friendship is over. If we meet again, you will be an enemy of our Flame Emperor Palace!"
"Forgive me for not seeing you off!"
Long Fei's face was nonchalant, and a smile appeared as he looked at him.
Feng Qinghong's face was solemn as he gave a light shout to his group, "Let's go!"
