C97 The Terror of a Martial Cultivator

"Now you come begging? Weren't you full of bravado just a moment ago?" Chen Feng's lips curled into a mocking sneer. Lee Qiuyan had burst through the door and immediately charged at him, intent on delivering a slap, the epitome of arrogance.

Once she realized who he was, she dropped to her knees like a dog, pleading for mercy