Li Xiaonian was quite surprised by the news; she glanced nervously at Ling Feng.
Ling Feng looked calmly at Bi Tian. After the two stared at each other for a long time, Ling Feng asked, "Why does the God Race want to invite me to the Three Realms? I'm just a trivial person."
"How could I dare to guess what's on the mind of those above? I'm just delivering the message. But personally, I think it might have something to do with you killing the demon son."
"The demon son?" Ling Feng asked, confused.
"Indeed, although our God Race and the Demon Clan both belong to the Three Realms, we've been at odds from the beginning, constantly fighting,"
"Those above know that you killed a prodigy from the Demon Clan, so naturally they have some interest in you and probably want to meet you."
"But I heard the demon son say before he died that his master is the Lord of the Three Realms. Since I killed him, the Lord of the Three Realms definitely won't let me off." Ling Feng laughed.
