C786 All the Enemies' Target
After a grueling twenty minutes, Qin Feng's forehead was slick with sweat. Suddenly, he exhaled a deep breath, his body slumping into the executive chair as if all his strength had left him. In a feeble voice, he remarked, "This guy was too complacent. He left traces all over the place. Does he think Sea Continent is unguarded?"
"Master Qin