C321 Secret Service of Immortal Cultivator

Wang Feng glanced at him. His gaze was as indifferent as if he was looking at an ant. He disdained to crush these ants, so he naturally did not bother to control them.

"The restrictions will automatically undo themselves."

With that, Wang Feng turned around and stood with his hands behind his back. He no longer looked at these two guys who were hesitating like hotpot ants