Li Fei chuckled, "Let me see if this arm of yours is real or fake."
As he spoke, he reached out to touch the middle-aged man's right arm.
"Whoosh!"
The man reacted with lightning speed, his long nails instantly tearing through Li Fei's clothes.
Li Fei was taken aback, not anticipating the man's nails to be so sharp.
Only then did he notice that the man's palm was completely bloodless, especially the nails, which were black and long, as if they hadn't been trimmed for many years. This guy definitely wasn't Hua Langzi! Fortunately, Li Fei was protected by his Iron Cloth Shirt, otherwise, he might have been badly scratched.
He couldn't help but demand, "Who are you, exactly?"
