Zeng Rong smirked. "Zhao Lei, the time has come for you to kneel again. Who knows, maybe this time he will accept you as a follower."
Zhao Lei got enraged. "SHUT UP..." He also understood that Zeng Rong wouldn't leave this matter easily.
The new cultivator was bewildered, but he didn't ask anything. He had a feeling that this wasn't something he should ask about.
Lin Feng reached the edge again and similarly stretched himself before moving his leg outside.
Although Zhao Lei had said that he wouldn't fall for it, his eyes were still fixed on Lin Feng.
Lin Feng, on the other hand, brought his leg down slowly and placed it outside the safe zone.
Zhao Lei's eyes squinted. He controlled himself from moving for the time being. Although in his eyes this hidden cultivator wouldn't be able to sense him moving, what if he just removed his leg right now? If that happened, wouldn't he become a laughing stock again?
