Just as Chu Feng prepared for battle, the redness on the middle-aged man's face quickly receded, his pale cheeks once again forcing a strained smile.
"Mr. Chu Feng, there's no need to go to such lengths to provoke me!" The middle-aged man shook his head, tossing a small stone into the city model beside him. Seeing the stone instantly vanish without a trace, a hint of amusement touched his suddenly raised face.
"According to the information I've collected, you come from the East. Why should you care about the lives of these Westerners?"
Chu Feng's expression remained unchanged upon hearing this. He merely glanced silently at the price of the Golden Spirit Jade Liquid in the system marketplace, then back at the city model beside the middle-aged man. Ignoring the man's foolish question, his gaze suddenly shifted back to the direction from which he had come.
"It's a shooting star!" Monte's surprised voice rang out not far away; it seemed he had recovered some of his Spirit.
