SWISH!
Zhong Ming didn't walk right up to Li Feng. When they were thirty meters apart, both men stopped simultaneously.
They exchanged a glance. As if admiring Zhong Ming's courage, Li Feng's attitude and tone toward him were surprisingly decent.
However, he still stated brazenly:
"You didn't choose to turn invisible and run, but walked toward me instead? Zhong Ming, is it? You have a lot of courage. A shame you've made the worst possible choice."
"If you had chosen to flee, you might have had a chance to preserve a spark for the Seven Profound Sect."
"A tiny little spark, that is."
As Li Feng gestured with his thumb and forefinger, Zhong Ming's expression was utterly placid—so calm it bordered on indifference.
"Run? If I ran, how would I kill you?"
'Huh?!'
Zhong Ming's reply stunned the previously casual Li Feng.
