"What kind of rat are you!"
Ling Feng released Tuoba Yan and the other woman, turned his head, and saw an elder in a black robe. The elder had a sinister smile on his face and was staring fiercely at Ling Feng. Beside the elder was a beautiful woman in black clothing—none other than the Black Widow he encountered at the mountain foot!
At this moment, the Black Widow was half-leaning against the chest of the black-robed elder, smiling charmingly and said, "Master Zong Lian, how did your hand slip?"
Zong Lian's hand was still wandering inside the Black Widow's robe, yet his eyes were fixed on Ling Feng. He chuckled and said, "This lad is rather strange. Who would've thought that a mere Divine Origin Realm could possess such keen perception!"
A trace of killing intent flashed in Ling Feng's eyes as he replied coldly, "Old man, we have no grievances between us, yet you attack me treacherously. Isn't that going a bit too far?"
