C1742 At stake

Qin Feng rubbed his nose and laughed awkwardly.

Lifting his feet slightly, his body became lighter and lighter, like glass breaking bit by bit, and then solidified at the door.

Qin Feng calmly stood at the entrance of the hall, his broad waist blocking a large expanse of red light. He turned his eyes, slowly sweeping across the surviving elders from left to right