At the city gate of Barbarian Valley City, all the martial artists were staring at Han Feng, desperately holding back their laughter.
Han Feng was the epitome of shooting himself in the foot, now provoked by Xiao Ye's words, he couldn't save face.
Han Feng's mouth twitched, his body shaking uncontrollably with rage, especially under the surrounding gaze that felt piercingly sharp, making him wish he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
"Such a simple request, is young master Han Feng going to refuse?"
"Or is it because young master Han Feng is afraid that his subordinate's physical power is too overwhelming, thus shocking I?" Seeing that Han Feng couldn't utter a word, Xiao Ye couldn't help but smirk as he spoke, with sarcasm evident to anyone with clear eyesight.
"Yes, young master Han Feng, hurry up and let your subordinate demonstrate, to show off the Han Family's strength!"
