Lin Qian couldn't help but admire Fang Ziqian of Double Pole Palace; the way he had stirred up this enmity was truly breathtaking. Seeing the almost fiery glares from the crowd was telling enough.
"Fang Ziqian, your strength is indeed extraordinary, and there are few here who can trouble you," Qin Feiyu exhaled softly, his expression grave as he watched Fang Ziqian in front of him, clearly wary of his power, "but do you think that with your strength alone, you can save this lad?"
With a smile, Fang Ziqian snapped his folding fan shut and gestured towards Li Yunfeng and Yang Tianhao beside him: "Alone, of course not, but with these two guys," he said, "it shouldn't be a problem."
Hearing this, Qin Feiyu also turned his gaze towards Li Yunfeng and Yang Tianhao, his face showing a look of solemnity.
He had heard of the reputation of both Li Yunfeng and Yang Tianhao, and they were not to be taken lightly.
