Task failed, humiliation borne, Qin Shan didn't dare to look at Han Xiaoying.
Instead, he walked away with a dejected and dirt-smudged face.
At this moment, he simply had no face left to stay any longer.
Chu Feng walked up to the window, smiled, and said, "Vice Hall Master Yang, may I take on this task now?"
"Hmph, no more nonsense, just go and do it!" Vice Hall Master Yang said coldly, wishing he could slap this annoying insect, Chu Feng, to death.
"Hehe, if I remember correctly, Vice Hall Master Yang, you said Qin Shan was a thousand, no, ten thousand times stronger than me. Thus, this task was initially assigned to Qin Shan," Chu Feng said, smirking like a schemer.
Now that he had the upper hand, it was time to slap back hard.
"You bastard, what are you trying to say?" Vice Hall Master Yang, unable to contain his anger, exploded. This young man was too arrogant, daring to act so brazenly in front of a Vice Hall Master like him.
