"You’re the one made of grass! They say people aren't made of wood or stone, have you been kicked in the head by a donkey?" Lin Fei retorted.
The female Emperor Cultivator was so furious her almond eyes bulged and she gritted her teeth, yet she dared not lash out at Lin Fei again. Given the current situation, Lin Fei was the King of Hell, the judge of her life and death; how could she afford to be reckless? Unable to contain her rage, she simply stopped speaking.
However, she understood well that this weak yet bizarre fellow would not kill her easily. After all, she was the bargaining chip he used to ensure his own survival. Otherwise, he wouldn't be wasting his breath arguing with her; he would have simply released her from the spatial treasure.
Chapter 665