Upon seeing the other party, Lin Feng also smiled, and those uninformed might think they were long-lost good friends.
Shan Yu furrowed his brows. "What are you smiling about?"
"I'm smiling at how timely your appearance is,"
Lin Feng said indifferently.
Shan Yu was stunned for a moment, and then he scoffed, "What, you saw the marks on that trash Wang Shan's face and want to take revenge on me? That's right, I did that. Since I couldn't find you, but didn't want to get rusty, I used him for practice. This Wang Shan really cooperated well, kneeling on the ground, letting us slap him back and forth without any resistance. Eventually, we got tired too and just let him roll away. What do you say? Pretty considerate, right? We didn't make him lose any limbs, that's all out of respect for you, Lin Feng, considering you're a Ninth Grade Star. We're oh so scared."
"Haha, is this the Ninth Grade Star Lin Feng? Doesn't seem so impressive to me."
