"Hahaha, mere pain can do nothing to me!" Bass shouted, enduring the severe pain, "We, the God race, never yield!"
Ling Feng crouched down, gazing at Bass's face twisted in agony, a cold smile appearing on his face.
To be fair, someone capable of withstanding such pain without surrender deserves respect. But Ling Feng harbored no such feelings, knowing that Bass was an invader from another plane. The cruelty of plane wars surpassed imagination, and Ling Feng was acutely aware that if Earth were conquered by other plane creatures, the best outcome for humanity would be to become domesticated livestock, while the worst would be the extinction of the entire race!
Therefore, Ling Feng did not admire Bass. On the contrary, he was desperate to uncover the God race's plans and missions, thus deeply resenting Bass's stubbornness.
