"Damn it! Wasn't it said that Zhu Fei was just an ordinary student at East University?"
Gu Yihui looked at Qin Feng, his eyes involuntarily revealing uncontrollable rage.
He suddenly felt that he might have been used as a pawn by Qin Feng.
If that was indeed the case, then the first person Gu Yihui would have to deal with was not Zhu Fei standing before him, but rather Qin Feng at his side!
After all, a cultivator would always remain a cultivator, no matter how much they valued or relied on a normal person at the beginning, in their eyes, these people were merely ants.
And if an ant dared to scheme against its master, its fate would definitely be extremely, extremely miserable.
By then, Qin Feng had also realized this point, and his reaction in the midst of his fear was surprisingly quick.
He immediately went "thud" as he knelt before Gu Yihui, pleading while rapidly explaining,
