Wei Changfeng stared at Ye Feng. He did not hide the killing intent in his eyes.
"Ye Feng, you just came to Yang Cheng, you have yet to gain a foothold and you want to draw your sword at me?"
Ye Feng shook his head slowly. "I did not plan to do so, but if someone has already placed a sword on my neck, I cannot sit still and wait for death. I could only snatch his sword and stab him a few times."
When Wei Changfeng heard his words, he immediately laughed mockingly. "Hahaha, what a joke. Do you think this is Zhonghai? You still want to behave atrociously here? You still want to stab me with a few holes? Are you worthy?"
The group of people standing behind him also burst into laughter.
"This kid really dares to talk big. He didn't even ask about Mr. Wei's strength in Yang Cheng. A foreigner wants to show off here?"