Ling Feng's face turned stern, his gaze fixed on Yuwen Changkong. Yuwen Changkong felt a chill rise from the depths of his heart, and he shrank his neck back, quickly retreating to the back of the crowd.
Right now, he no longer had the guts to meet Ling Feng's gaze.
After all, Ling Feng is a monster who could even defeat Feng Shao'an!
Su Ming glared angrily at Ling Feng and his group, viciously saying, "Ling Feng, you scum, do you have anything left to say!"
Chu Tiange and others all became alert, each drawing their weapons in cautious readiness.
Although they had long anticipated that these people would not simply give up, they never expected that the other side would twist the facts so much, confusing black and white.
Ling Feng wore a cold smile, his face full of mockery, "True, luckily we escaped in battle, luckily we were selfish, otherwise, it would be us being killed, and you would naturally be safe, right?"
Su Ming's words were indeed laughable.
