"Bastard!" Han Feng clenched his teeth until they rattled. He clenched his fist tightly. At this moment, he wanted to vent, but he knew that the person on his head was not someone that he could deal with. The only thing he could do was to swiftly leave this place. He did not want to disappoint Wu Hao, who had exchanged his life for him.
"Long Qianhua, the Dragon-commanding Sect, you owe me," Han Feng said hatefully. He quickly got up and turned his head, fleeing into the darkness. Before he could walk more than two steps, he felt a wisp of powerful Divine Sense sweeping over his body.
"Bad boy, don't think about leaving!" A sharp voice came from the top of his head. Obviously, the man had locked him with his Divine Sense. Han Feng saw that he was exposed, so he quickly summoned the star-
