"Hmph, I didn't expect you, you cunning brat, to use a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain! And you actually know the Stealth Technique?!" With Kun Peng's angry roar, his figure, dressed in bat-like attire, quickly flew in with a gust of wind, landing on the treetop behind Lin Feng, staring at him with a sullen face.
Lin Feng snatched two submachine guns from the hands of the two Westerners, turned around, and stared at Kun Peng. With a sneer, he pointed the weapons at him and said, "You, a master of the mid-Innate level, require assistance to deal with a young novice like me? Isn't that shameful?"
Kun Peng frowned slightly and said to Lin Feng, "You're right, given my stature, needing those two worthless ones to help against you is indeed shameful... But as long as I can kill you, who cares about shame!"
