Chương 117: Poor Physique

Ling Feng looked at the young man in front of him.

"What's your name?"

The young man was dressed in a short black suit. He was short and had average looks. He was probably the kind of person who could hide in a crowd and couldn't be found.

However, Ling Feng felt a little uncomfortable when he saw him. He wanted to punch him.

In his heart, there was a little devil telling him that this person really deserved a beating. Otherwise, he should give him a good beating.

He felt that there might be something wrong with his hearing. He had actually heard this. He quickly adjusted his breathing and calmed down.

"Yang Jian," The young man looked straight at Ling Feng and said his name.

Ling Feng smiled faintly.

"Yang Jian, I'll leave this to you. But you have to be careful. Don't ignore the danger and think of your life."

Ling Feng also gave a few more words of advice, and then the young man went to attract the fierce beasts.