"Qin... Feng..." Qin Muhai was stunned. His eyes flew open as he pointed at the four people emerging from around the bend, stammering.
"How can you possibly be here?!" Qin Muhai's face was livid. He couldn't wrap his head around it. 'How did Qin Feng get here?'
"Qin Muhai, I seem to recall you used to call me 'trash,' didn't you? Why the change of heart today?" Qin Feng wore a sardonic smile, but his eyes held an icy killing intent.
In the past, this very same Qin Muhai had constantly caused him trouble. For years, Qin Muhai had forcibly seized his monthly stipend, causing his cultivation to stagnate completely. More importantly, if Qin Muhai hadn't brought his men to humiliate him half a month ago, the original 'Qin Feng' wouldn't have been beaten to within an inch of his life!
It was a case of new grudges piled on top of old hatreds. Enemies truly were destined to cross paths.
