Hall Master Lingxu was terrified. He was truly afraid of the madman before him.
Yes, that was right. In his eyes, a lunatic like Qin Feng, who would flatten the Central Prefecture at the slightest provocation, was the most terrifying thing imaginable. If Qin Feng were to know of Hall Master Lingxu’s inner thoughts, he would only have this to say: So what if the Central Prefecture sinks? My home is in the Eastern Wasteland anyway.
"Fellow Daoist Heavenly Emperor, I will leave these two to you to deal with," Hall Master Lingxu sighed, closing his eyes to wash his hands of the matter.
Chapter 64