Upon hearing Qin Hao's words, Dai Feng believed him.
He sneered, disdainfully saying, "You're talking about that waste. I blew him away with a single punch. I didn't expect you to be related to that waste. I'll send you down to accompany him."
"Shut your filthy mouth. You're the waste, your whole family are wastes. If your so-called Heavenly Person Strong hadn't already severely injured He Hui, could you have killed him? Even if there were ten more of you, you might not have been able to behead him."
Hearing Dai Feng repeatedly call him a waste, Qin Hao didn't feel much, but Tian Cang couldn't hold back and scolded loudly.
Dai Feng's face darkened as he stared at Tian Cang and coldly said, "Tian Cang of the Dao, what do you mean by this? I have nothing against you."
"He Hui is my close friend. You insult him like this, and of course, I won't stand for it. He Hui's strength is comparable to mine. If you think he's a waste, do you dare engage in a life-and-death battle with me?"
