"What exactly do you want?"
Han Xue bit her lip as she looked at Li Feng, "Do you really have to have that position? Please, don't be delusional."
"No one will stand by your side."
Li Feng chuckled and abruptly turned around, "I don't want to preach, but you make me look like a coward retreating so easily."
"It's impossible."
"Li Feng, don't push me."
Han Xue watched as Li Feng headed towards the door and gritted her teeth and shouted.
"It's up to you."
Li Feng had just reached the door and stretched his hand to twist the doorknob when suddenly, he felt a great force from the door. His toes tapped the ground using the pushing force from the door to move backward and stabilize himself before looking up.
Outside the door, a man retracted his leg, Li Feng's eyes narrowed, "A person from T country."
The other's appearance and skin color were of the Southeast Continent, and that kick was clearly a move from T-boxing.
