Feng Ming directly sat opposite Ren Feifan, having a complete understanding of Ren Feifan's situation.
Watching Ren Feifan close his eyes and sit cross-legged, he sneered, "Still thinking about cultivating in here, you should consider your situation instead."
Ren Feifan opened his eyes, gazing at the person across from him, feeling something was off.
From this person, he sensed danger.
Immense danger.
The opponent's eyes were filled with murderous intent like a hawk's.
This person was not like your typical assassin who concealed his killer instinct; this man laid bare his intent to harm him.
The only possibility Ren Feifan could think of was that the Law Enforcers couldn't endure it anymore and assigned this guy to handle him.
He curled the corners of his mouth in a smirk, naturally mindful of such people.
Zheng Xinquan also noticed and cautiously reminded him: "Be careful, the one sitting across you, this guy has a strong killing intent."
"Hmm."