The piercing voice of the Blood Wolf reached his ears, and Yang Fei was momentarily bewildered, slightly dazed.
Will you kill me someday?
Blood Wolf?
What's going on?
I don't even know you, how could I have offended you?
These doubts flashed through his mind, and a flicker of killing intent appeared in Yang Fei's eyes as he loudly called out to the retreating figure of Blood Wolf: "Why wait for another day? If you dare, challenge me today."
Saying this, he released Qin Yanyang's small hand, his body landing on the ground with such force that a deep pit was formed, his figure shooting up like a cannonball, pursuing the direction in which Blood Wolf and others were fleeing.
Having a Western adversary with such formidable power wanting to eliminate him made Yang Fei extremely displeased.
An old saying goes, don't fear the thief stealing, fear the thief remembering.
Being targeted by a super-powerful warrior wanting to kill you is an extremely unsettling feeling.
