C629 Zheng Shide Rushed over

The disrespectful and cursing voice of the old man brought Feng Zhentian's final ace to a sudden halt.

Feng Zhentian, still on his feet, let a smile as radiant as the moonlight grace his lips. Breathing a sigh of relief, he settled onto the rubble-strewn tiles.

The abrupt shift in Feng Zhentian caught the red-robed elder off guard