"Have you ever heard that no matter how cunning a fox is, it still can't beat a good hunter?"
Liu Feifei glanced at Wang Zhen coldly and said.
"Oh? How so?"
Wang Zhen slightly curled his lips into a faint smile and asked.
"You will definitely be defeated by Chen Feng. He's my man. I believe in him. He will definitely find you and kill you!"
Liu Feifei said coldly.
"Sounds quite scary. But do you really think he's the hunter and I'm the prey?"
Wang Zhen smiled and asked.
"Are you not the prey? You hide here like a mouse, afraid of being found by Chen Feng. You don't even dare to show your face. Do you dare to confront Chen Feng directly? Do you dare to make trouble for Chen Feng directly? No, you don't dare, so you still say you're not the prey?"
Liu Feifei mocked.
In the face of Liu Feifei's sarcasm.
Wang Zhen wasn't angry, nor did he show any emotion. He just shook his head with a smile, looked at Liu Feifei confidently, and said:
