C2577 Insta-kill

Ye Feng's expression was calm. With a wave of his wrist, he easily dodged the middle-aged merchant's hand that was grabbing the Demon Imperial Bow.

"You still dare to dodge?! Do you know that Master Gao wants your broken bow to give you great face? Don't be shameless."

The middle-aged merchant pulled his neck and shouted.

Ye Feng didn't want to care about such a despicable person