To endure humiliation under someone's crotch, and temporarily relax to then retreat for a brighter future, such choices have never existed in Brother Feng's life options.
Even if he is in disguise, and even if this is an illusion realm, it won't do.
Especially when the person is someone as ugly as a withered eggplant.
According to Brother Feng's temper, that bald head has already chosen a path to death, and in a novel or storybook, his life would end in under a thousand words.
However, just as Brother Feng was planning to suddenly rise and strike to unleash his dominating aura, he suddenly realized that today was somewhat different from usual.
All his usual reliance—his right hand, left hand, and follow-up moves, the Black Sword, the Holy Talisman, Ancient Seal Divine Techniques, etc.
were all gone.
This experience was very unpleasant.
One must know, as Zhang Ze's chosen fated talent, Brother Feng's life has been filled with legends since birth.
