C68 I Can't Move

That was a close call!

Ye Feng's face bore a smile, but his back was drenched in a cold sweat.

Watching Xia Tiansheng scramble away, he hastily sheathed the Dark Soul Sword, his heart pounding with fear.

It was a stroke of luck that he had snapped out of that domineering mindset at the last second. If he had actually plunged the sword into Xia Tiansheng, it would have spelled disaster