C367 Temperature, Low

The youth could not take it anymore. He was about to lie down and train, yet he still came to blindly direct others. He simply had the impulse to kill Mo Feng.

"Idiot." Everyone outside laughed coldly, they were waiting to see a good show, and if Mo Feng got angry, there was no doubt that they would immediately start fighting.

"Refine!" Mo Feng was not angered at all