"You must be lying to me. Heavenly Master Song's Daoist arts are invincible under heaven, and he can crush you into pieces in a split second!" Qin Yifeng shouted, trembling all over.
Qin Yifeng's expression grew increasingly solemn. As he spoke, he quickly took out his phone, his fingers flying across the screen to find his father Qin Zhengyuan's number, and dialed it. However, the call went unanswered. The ringtone echoed through the air over and over again, seeming to portend an ominous premonition.
Fine beads of sweat began to ooze from Qin Yifeng's forehead as he anxiously waited for a response. Every second felt excruciatingly long; his heartbeat grew more rapid, and a sense of unease gradually took over his heart. Finally, after the fifth attempt, Qin Zhengyuan's voice came through on the other end.
Chapter 205