The person they were originally seeking aid from was Yang Ming, the Great Thunder Hand of the Thunder Sword Tribe.
However, at that moment, Lei Feng'er suddenly noticed Xiao Qiang, and she immediately changed her mind. But Lian'er was unwilling to accept this. "Lian'er, I know what you're thinking, but it's better if you suppress your pride. Since I've determined that he can contend with Yun Xingchuan, then how much chance do you think you have in front of him? Don't forget that slap just now." Lei Feng'er gently closed the door.
Lian'er lowered her head at this moment, not daring to speak.
Her eyes were filled with unwillingness and anger. As the evening approached, Xiao Qiang was alone. Then, at that moment, someone came towards this place. The person walked leisurely, without any intention of hiding himself, evidently confident in his own abilities.
"You're quite lucky to be alive, kid." Xiao Qiang didn't turn around because he knew who that person was. The King of Rotation!
