Chen Feng's profound gaze stared at the young man from the Imperial Dao Palace, who simply couldn't resist and, unable to bear the pressure, knelt on the ground again, trembling violently.
"Is your Emperor Di Xuan from the Imperial Dao Palace still in seclusion at this time?"
Chen Feng asked indifferently.
"Yes... yes."
The young man nodded.
"Mm, go back and tell him I give him ten days to come out of seclusion and fight me."
Chen Feng said with a smile.
During this conversation, Chen Feng's tone was extremely calm; not a trace of anger could be seen in his demeanor.
"Yes."
The young man nodded respectfully, not daring to argue or resist in the slightest.
Because the person before him was a peerless almost-emperor, a supreme existence not weaker than Di Xuan.
Such a person didn't need to act; with just a thought, he could obliterate him.
"Everyone disperse."
Chen Feng said lightly.
Where could the crowd dare disobey Chen Feng's words? They all turned and left.