"What are you nervous about?"
Facing Lin Xing's question, Si Yunfeng gave an awkward smile, "Nervous? I'm not nervous at all."
But Lin Xing thought he was not mistaken, as he had seen too many soldiers on the battlefield excited by his honed, icy killing intent, just like Si Yunfeng a moment ago.
Those soldiers had shown the same behavior as Si Yunfeng did now.
The only difference was that Lin Xing on the battlefield freely released his killing intent, while just moments ago, Lin Xing had only harbored a slight killing intent in his mind.
Lin Xing tilted his head and asked, "Could you feel the killing intent in my heart just now?"
After a moment of silence, Si Yunfeng forced a smile and said, "I don't understand what you're talking about."
Lin Xing frowned and looked at Wan Lan, "Tell Lv Ming, I have something to say to him."
Wan Lan was still puzzled when she heard Lin Xing say this, causing Si Yunfeng, who heard this sentence, to tense his gaze.