"You're simply not my match, so to deal with you, I don't need to resort to a sneak attack at all!" The words were filled with contempt and disregard.
As the words settled, a shadow slowly approached Lin Feng. He walked with easy grace, as if strolling leisurely in a garden, playfully twirling a fragrant fan in his hand.
This individual appeared to be around twenty-eight or twenty-nine, with a handsome and refined face and a tall, slender figure. In any ordinary setting, he would have been the kind of handsome prince to make countless young girls' hearts flutter. But at this very moment, his very being exuded an endless killing intent!
"Lin Feng?" the newcomer asked indifferently.
Lin Feng nodded, but didn't dare to relax his guard. Instinct told him this was a formidable enemy, and he had to stay alert at all times, or else the consequences would be unimaginable!
"Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?" Lin Feng asked with focused intent.
"The one who will kill you!"