"Once I deal with Yan Feng, we shall proceed as well."
"Master is truly noble!"
The Charming Man bowed deeply in respect.
Yet, Wang Hao's eyes narrowed slightly.
He infused his voice with Spiritual Power, causing waves of sound to ripple out.
"Yan Feng, come out and fight, like a man."
Not long after,
Yan Feng actually appeared with a few men in black.
At this moment, he no longer had the flourish of his past self.
He seemed much more withered.
But his gaze remained sharp.
After all, as someone with the Emperor Dao's fortune, even in despair, he held the majesty of an emperor in his heart.
Chen Yueling stood beside him, her expression extremely complex.
She never expected this would be the outcome.
She thought she could defy fate, but ultimately she lost everything.
She had misjudged completely!
She chose wrong.
If she had devoted herself to following Wang Hao, she might be living a good life now?
Regret!
At this point, she was utterly regretful.
