Donald felt as if he'd seen a ghost, his whole body turned cold. He had tried his best to avoid Lin Fei, not daring to fly at high altitudes, and only weaving through tall buildings to keep Lin Fei from discovering him.
Yet he never expected Lin Fei would still find him.
This was truly more terrifying than an incessant haunting spirit.
Donald now, from the bottom of his heart, felt fear towards Lin Fei.
"Old Master, where are you planning to go?" Under the stars and moon, Lin Fei stood with hands behind his back on the torch held high by the Statue of Liberty, exuding an aura of dominance over the sky.
Donald, clad in the Flying Divine Weapon, hovered about seven or eight meters in the air away from the Statue of Liberty.
"Lin Fei, what will it take for you to let me go?" Donald looked at Lin Fei on the Statue of Liberty, speaking with a nearly broken voice.
