"Ling Feng, just you wait! Your death will come at the final challenge of the Royal Sword Team."
Yaan Jinghong clenched his fists so tightly that his steel teeth were nearly crushed. The multitude of powers that had emerged at the scene far exceeded his imagination.
Generals, Grand Commandants, Princes, the Heavenly Alliance...
These huge figures, even the Eastern Capital Yan Family behind him couldn't afford to provoke.
"Take care, no need to see me out!"
Ling Feng's eyebrows raised in defiance, completely ignoring Yaan Jinghong's warning. There were still three months until the final challenge of the Royal Sword Team, three months which were more than enough for him to erase the gap between him and Yaan Jinghong and even surpass him!
Yaan Jinghong snorted coldly and stormed off.
The legendary figure of the Empire, who always got what he wanted, finally ate humble pie in front of Ling Feng without a word.
"This Little General Ling really is something!"
