Rain poured down, and a blood screen enveloped the ground. Ye Qiu seemed to have sublimated as he was immersed in the blood. "Ah… comfortable!" This was a feeling that he had never felt before. His nerves seemed to have relaxed at this moment.
After a short immersion, Ye Qiu smiled at Ye Feng and officially responded to his words. "You'll know who I am soon! Don't worry, I'll be quick. You definitely won't feel any pain. Bear with it and it'll be over soon."
Ye Qiu slowly took a step forward as he chatted and laughed, officially entering the battlefield
As he arrived, all the attention present instantly gathered.
"Who is he?" Someone was puzzled and questioned.
Someone even teased, "Which reckless young master is this? He's so arrogant. Doesn't he know that even an outstanding figure like Bai Junlin was defeated by Ye Feng? Who does he think he is and what ability does he have here?"