C1235 Only This King Could Kill Him

She needed to leave with the real Ye Feng. In this world, only the true Ye Feng could touch her. It wasn't just her subconscious that remembered him; even her body recognized the real Ye Feng.

The fake Ye Feng stood there, stunned for a moment, his hand frozen in the air. After a brief pause, he slowly withdrew it. "Looks like you want to leave here," he said, his voice now hoarse and menacing