Sitting in the living room, Lin Zifeng was adjusting the vital energy within his body while contemplating certain matters from the past few days.
Now, the entire martial arts world of Zhonghai had fallen into his hands, and the Twelve Eagles' battle corpse had also been seized back.
As for the Martial Arts Alliance, is it time for him to pay them a visit?
After Nangong Bing finished her phone call, she came downstairs in a huff from the second floor.
Standing in front of Lin Zifeng, she crossed her arms and huffed cutely, "What exactly did you say to her?"
"Nothing, I didn't say anything," Lin Zifeng said sincerely.
"But she said you called her a parrot."
"Uh... well, she does resemble a parrot..."
To be honest, that woman really could chatter; at least compared to someone as cool and aloof as Nangong Bing, she was definitely a chatterbox.
