Ren Feifan loosened his neck and summoned a fierce ball of flame in his hand, so violent that a burnt smell wafted from the surrounding weeds.
"You want me to let you go? Fine! Just tell me the first sentence I said standing at that position, and I'll let you go."
Ren Feifan extended his hand, pointing towards a patch of ruins, and said leisurely.
Old Master Lei was taken aback, his eyes fixed intently on that spot, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't recall what had been said there!
Could this brat be trying to humiliate him?
He snorted coldly and slapped the attacking specter with a palm, sending it flying. Seizing the moment, he continued, "Boy, stop the nonsense. Are you going to let me leave this place or not? If not, I'll unleash my full power and kill you! I'm prepared to perish together with you!"
"At that place, you asked me who I was," Ren Feifan's cold voice resonated, as if narrating the most mundane matter.
