"You're courting death!"
Chen Feng's rage soared to the heavens. With a kick, he sent the front door flying. The person inside turned around, but before they could clearly see who it was, they felt a gust of wind and received a slap in the face from Chen Feng. Infused with Chen Feng's fury, the guy couldn't even let out a scream before he was sent flying into the air. Chen Feng advanced rapidly, delivering another kick to the still-airborne figure, and with a thunderous crash, the person was slammed against the wall and fell unconscious.
"Chen Feng..."
When Lin Xinru saw Chen Feng suddenly standing before her, all the grievances and fear she felt earlier burst forth. She ran over and clung to him, crying loudly, looking like a pear blossom bathed in rain, which tugged at Chen Feng's heartstrings.