C138 Murong Feng's Concealment

"Chess piece!"

Ao Lingchen muttered to himself. A cold light appeared in his dark eyes. Like the stars shining in the sky, the Yuan Qi in his body surged like a flood. He stared at Murong Feng with a solemn expression, who seemed to have gotten carried away by his success, and smiled coldly. "Even if all of this is related to your plan, with your strength..