C547 You Really Can't Do Anything to Me

Han Feng felt a trace of coldness. He looked at Jun Tianyi, who was floating in the air, with a serious expression.

"Ha, if you don't want to be stepped on, then so be it. Why are you doing all this? This was simply grandstanding! "How boring."

Han Feng's figure shrunk, but he waved his arm and shouted, "Fine, I'll do it too. I can't let you show off alone, right? Haha!"

"Antarctic Fire God