However, despite feeling some anger in his heart, he didn't dare do anything to the other party, as he would need their guidance in the future.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
At this moment, two figures, a man and a woman, flew over from another small island, landing in front of Lin Feng.
The newcomers were Nie Qian and Han Ying.
"Hey! Brother Su, you're here after all!" Nie Qian sighed, showing a trace of worry on his face.
In his view, Lin Feng was almost guaranteed to lose in his battle against Leng Jiang, with hopes of victory being incredibly slim.
"Brother Su, how confident are you in maintaining a draw?" Han Ying softly asked.
Han Ying's question was very intriguing; she didn't ask how confident Lin Feng was in winning, but rather how confident he was in not losing!
Because Lin Feng defeating Leng Jiang was impossible, as long as he could maintain a draw, it would be enough.
By then, he could extricate himself over time.
"Not confident at all!" Lin Feng shook his head helplessly.
