Xiao Nanfeng flew out from the sunken pit on the mountain. His clothes were torn and tattered, and his hair was in a mess. He looked a little disheveled.
"Xiao Nanfeng, do you still want to fight?" Dan Taixuan was itching to have a go. She hadn't fought to her heart's content yet.
Actually, none of them were seriously fighting. They were the top-notch battle power of the country. If they really fought to the death, it would be the country's loss, no matter who died.
Dan Taixuan might be unreasonable and rash, but as someone who had reached this status, she wasn't brainless. She wouldn't kill Xiao Nanfeng.
She only threatened him because she wanted to take revenge for Wang Teng.
Xiao Nanfeng almost cursed out loud. His face was black as he said gravely, "What on earth do you want?"
"I've already said that I'm seeking justice for my disciple." Dan Taixuan pouted her lips unwillingly.