Chen Tang's lips quirked up as he gave Yue Feng a dismissive look, "You again? Yue Feng, it seems the lesson you received in the Forbidden Barbarian Land wasn't enough... Do you need to die by my hand to feel at ease?"
Since the beginning in Kun City, Yue Feng had clashed with Chen Tang twice already, but he'd never gained the upper hand.
"You..." The thought of the Sweeping Monk's formidable skills in the Forbidden Barbarian Land sent shivers down Yue Feng's spine, and with a sense of trepidation, he turned to ask his father, "Father, are you sure you haven't sensed that perverted expert's aura?"
Yue Yidan, seeing the calm demeanor of Chen Tang and his group, also felt a bit worried, "Certain. However, we shouldn't let our guard down. That little bastard Chen Tang is not an easy target to handle!"
Rising swiftly from Yun City to the provincial city, the Southwest, Yunmeng... Despite several brushes with death, he was as indestructible as a cockroach.