The spacious corridor felt somewhat serene.
Li Xingfan's arrogant gaze fixated on Ye Chenfeng. In his eyes, he was already giving Ye Chenfeng a lot of face by asking him to recognize him as the master. This was him acknowledging Ye Chenfeng. He believed that any smart person would not refuse. As for Ling Wushuang, lying on the ground beside them, he had lost his ability to fight and couldn't even stand up.
Ye Chenfeng coldly chuckled at Li Xingfan's words, saying, "Who do you think you are? Asking me, Ye Chenfeng, to recognize you as a master? There's no one in this world who can make me bow, let alone a dunderhead like you who appeared from nowhere."
