“Looks like that bitch Feng Xuan is also good at holding back her anger. Has she also realized that Long Chen will be a difficult opponent?” Zhao Danchen stood up and looked at the vast outer city from his dark tower.0

Although he could not wait to kill Long Chen and use his blood to wash away his humiliation, he had to hold it in and wait. This was a person who had defeated him before, so how could he be easy to beat?0

But Zhao Danchen could not wait any longer!0

The terrible loss he had suffered was constantly torturing him!0

Should I really forget everything else and attack first? thought Zhao Danchen.0

At this moment, footsteps sounded from the staircase below. Someone knocked on the door.0

“Come in,” said Zhao Danchen.0

There was only one person who could come here—Xiao Lin. After opening the door, as expected, the white-haired man walked in. His back...0