Ling Feng was frantic, wondering why his sister was so stubborn; it was just a loss, why gamble with her life.
This person was too terrifying, perhaps only Yang Fan could be his match.
He made several calls, each time, Yang Fan told him that he would return as soon as possible.
Ling Feng also knew that help from afar couldn't solve immediate thirsts; sadly, standing there, watching his sister being beaten in the ring, he felt powerless, and that feeling was truly painful.
He was filled with hatred, wondering why he hadn't practiced martial arts diligently before; he always thought martial arts training was foolish, getting sweaty and sticky each time, which was very uncomfortable.
At this moment, Ling Feng finally understood his father's good intentions; without strength, you are nothing in this world, not even worth a fart.
Right there, helpless and going in circles, Ling Feng felt desperate, until he unintentionally saw Cao Yujie.
