C269 Past Life

Every time he saw Chen Feng, his face would stiffen, and he would yell and train his soldiers.

Lingfeng, who was watching from the side, smiled faintly.

"What? Is it because of the hatred in my heart?"

He smoked and smacked his lips.

Chen Feng never answered him, and even coldly.

But every time, the corner of Chen Feng's mouth curled up into an unnoticeable smile