Feng Fan's expression hardened. "I'm the one your father hired to rearrange that face of yours, so your future husband can sleep without nightmares."
The deformed-faced man's brows drew together in a deep frown. As his frown deepened, spiritual qi surged violently around him.
"Kill him," he snapped.
While the order was given, Feng Fan calmly studied the other five opponents. Three of them were ordinary Transcending Tribulation experts, but the last two caught his attention. Their eyes were vacant, and a chilling dark qi clung to their bodies.
'Zombies, too?' Feng Fan mused. 'These must be the protectors from the Intergalactic Council. Looks like they were taken out even before the invasion began.'
