Thanks to the high-level Observation granted by his Riding and Cutting system, Qin Feng had already assessed the strength of the group before him. They were nothing more than a bunch of small fry who ganged up to bully newcomers.
A cold smirk touched his lips, his expression so indifferent it was nearly glacial. He spoke, each word landing with force:
"But what if I refuse?"
Before the words even faded, he took half a step forward. His gaze was as sharp as a blade, fixed on the leader, his tone filled with undisguised provocation:
"So?"
"Are you going to kill me?"
The leader of the Cyan Dragon Gang sneered and let out a sinister laugh:
"Kill you?"
He slowly advanced, his fingertips toying with the dagger at his waist as a cold light glinted off its tip:
"If you know what's good for you, you'll submit to the Cyan Dragon Gang and work for us!"
"Then I can overlook your earlier arrogance as the ignorance of youth!"
"I'll even let it slide!"
