Leng Wufeng frowned as he stared at Chu Li.
Chu Li sneered, "King An's an imbecile and I had nothing to fear, so why would I kill him? I'm not so dumb as to kill him at the expense of my life!"
"It really wasn't you," Leng Wufeng uttered.
Chu Li curled his lip but he remained silent.
Hence, Leng Wufeng gathered back his aura.
Chu Li's body immediately felt relieved. However, he was drenched in sweat, so much so that his white robe was soaked in just the blink of an eye.
Earlier on, he was so suppressed by Leng Wufeng's aura that he could not sweat at all. As soon as the aura was gone, his sweat started to flow like a river.
Chu Li's eyesight started to return and immediately, his vision cleared. So, he furrowed his brows at Leng Wufeng.
Instead, Leng Wufeng folded his arms as he probed Chu Li, "Looks like you're very unhappy about me."
Chu Li scoffed, "I dare not!"