"Brother, can you handle it?"
Shuobude, after being helped up by Lin Zifeng, immediately furrowed his thick eyebrows slightly. He and Lin Zifeng had both experienced Huo Fenghuang's treachery, and seeing Lin Zifeng step into the fray against someone as powerful as her made him somewhat worried.
If no expert comes to stop her, they even think Lin Zifeng might not be able to defeat her.
"A man can't admit defeat. Don't worry, I can hold my own against her." Lin Zifeng said with a deeply playful smile.
Instantly, it provoked a burst of laughter from the crowd.
Huo Fenghuang was so enraged that her sharp eyebrows knit together, as if she wished to cut him down on the spot.
"You two are already severely injured. Allow me to fight for you next." Supporting both Shuobude and Huo Zhengfeng together, Lin Zifeng's determined gaze gave both men immense confidence. Yet little did Lin Zifeng know, ten years later, this bald Shuobude would become a mentor to his son.
