"Since you know that the King of Qin wants me alive and brought to Xianyang, aren't you afraid I'll tell him you threatened me?"
Han Fei stared angrily at Zhao Feng as he ate.
"Go on, tell him if you want."
Zhao Feng glanced over with annoyance in his voice.
This Han Fei really had been infuriated by him, actually coming to tattle.
Does he really think this is some childish game?
Looking at Zhao Feng's nonchalant attitude, Han Fei could only curse again, "You uncouth thug."
"Thanks for the compliment."
"I truly am a rough, crude sort."
"Let me tell you something else."
"It was I who killed your Han Shangjiangjun and his son. I was the one who broke through the Han Capital, and that cowardly King of Han? I captured him myself."
"How about that?"
"Not a bad set of accomplishments for a coarse brute like me, don't you think?" Zhao Feng said with a big grin.
He was clearly trying to rile Han Fei on purpose.
