Luo Feng nodded, "There are two people, including the Thundercloud Hall disciple who bet with you at the Chaoyang Restaurant that day. They're probably after us."
As soon as they left Azure Sky City, Luo Feng felt someone following them. At first, he thought it was a coincidence, but later realized it wasn't.
"It seems he really hasn't learned his lesson."
Jiang Fengfeng sneered, her eyes flashing with a cold gleam, and looked at Luo Feng, "What are you planning to do? Want to kill them?"
Luo Feng thought for a moment and said, "Let's give them a warning first. If they continue to pester us, we'll have no choice."
"Alright, the blood of such people is not worthy of staining my Silver Ling Sword," Jiang Fengfeng nodded.
As they spoke, Luo Feng fully activated his True Yuan, pressing his right hand into the air.
Boom!
The gigantic hand formed by True Yuan crushed down from the sky.
