Kou Yuanheng looked at Chen Fei's calm expression, his eyebrows slightly raised. Was this calmness an act, or did he truly have something to rely on?
Moreover, the words Chen Fei just spoke seemed to carry another layer of meaning.
"Here's your chance. Tell me, how did you manage to kill Duan Muxiao and then disguise yourself as him?"
Kou Yuanheng stared at Chen Fei, observing the subtle changes in his facial expressions, and continued, "If you can satisfy me, we can part ways today. It's not impossible!"
"I don't understand what you just said. But you attacked first, and now you're secretly setting up formations. I must say, I'm quite impressed with you!"
Chen Fei's right hand formed a sword gesture, pointing to the side. With a whistle of sword energy, it collided several tens of meters ahead.