C3251 You Have Ten Seconds

"You? What business do you have with me? Didn't he relay my message to you?" The Chaos Cloak spoke with undiminished arrogance.

Feng Zhentian offered a faint smile and a dismissive wave of his hand. "I heard you, but I hardly think you'll lay a finger on me."

"Oh, really? And what makes you so certain?" The Chaos Cloak inquired, his voice dripping with scorn.

"Simple