Zhao Feng looked at the group of people who had walked out, especially the woman in the armor. Without a doubt, they were the people who had been watching them for the past few months.
"Who are you?" He asked in a deep voice. "After stalking my Demon Alliance team for a few months, you finally couldn't help but show yourself?"
"Well of course I'm here to kill you guys!"
The blue-haired loli, Lan Mengmeng, mumbled something in her mouth. The temperature emitted by the Drought Demon armor was slowly rising. As light surged within her palms, a dagger that was fifty to sixty centimeters long suddenly appeared.
Behind her, Kuishan was wearing thick Earth Dragon armor.
The remaining eighteen lackeys all wore dragon and snake armor, staring at Zhao Feng's group like they were prey.
"A rat that hides its head and shows its tail. Do you dare to state your name and what faction you are from?"