It's Food Heaven!
The family feud still lingers, and yet you've lowered yourself to serve Food Heaven? Food Heaven, it turned you into a dog."
"Junior Brother, who says being linked with an Alien Ghost means you have to bow to it? Food Heaven, it's now the one acting like a dog—I'm the one keeping it."
Mr. Feng spoke of "Food Heaven" with a hint of pride.
"I've extinguished the incense, but who managed to tame Food Heaven? Junior Brother, I advise you to step aside. The storyteller's dreamscape—where the traps lie, where the escape paths are—I know better than you."
Mr. Feng halted his words there, unwilling to waste any more speech. His purpose today was solely to kill Zhou Xuan, and nothing would stop him.
He moved with wind under his feet, vanished once again, and leveraged his Heaven and Earth Extreme Speed to attack Zhou Xuan.
Zhou Xuan, naturally, was unafraid. His strong Perception unexpectedly counteracted Mr. Feng's speed,
but this time,
