"You can't blame me for this, can you?" Chen Fei spread his hands, like a rascal, and said, "If I didn't do this, I'd be killed by you, or have my divine sense enter my body... You know how dangerous that would be."
"You, you..." Pei Wanning was more embarrassed and angry. She had already been taken advantage of, yet in Chen Fei's words, it was as if she was the bully? Such sharp wit, truly detestable.
"I'm going to kill you!" Pei Wanning, who was almost dizzy with anger, finally realized she couldn't let this hateful Chen Fei off. She raised her hand, and terrifying spiritual energy surged forth.
"Miss Sister, are you sure you still want to fight?" Chen Fei summoned the Scarlet Flame Tide Bowl, instantly suppressing her spiritual energy, and walked toward her with a half-smile.
"If you want to keep going, I might just resort to any measures." To Pei Wanning, Chen Fei's smile was nothing but that of a scoundrel and a rogue.
