Nasha's face grew increasingly grim. She knew very well of Singer's infamous reputation. If it really was Singer who had come, Ye Feng and his people would likely have a terrible fate today. Anxiously, Nasha pleaded with Ye Feng, "Mr. Ye Feng, I'm begging you, please run quickly. If Young Master Singer arrives, you won't have a good ending!"
However, Ye Feng still wore a look of disdain, shaking his head, "So what if Singer comes? Don't worry. Even if Princess Meier were here, it wouldn't make any difference. If she offends me, I'll still make her kneel!"
"Madness!" Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, Curly-Haired Girl and Naga looked on at Ye Feng, shocked.
They hadn't expected Ye Feng to utter such arrogant words, and his words made Nasha tremble all over with fear, "Mr. Ye Feng, please, don't speak recklessly. If someone hears, you'll die miserably. Mr. Ye Feng, I'm really begging you, please run. Young Master Singer's power is beyond your imagination, run away!"
