C70 A Faint Uneasiness
"My patience is wearing thin. Hand over the token, and I'll let you be on your way," Chen Chu's voice grew heavier, the Purple Thunder Whip in his hand crackling with barely contained lightning.
"Kid, do you have the guts to tell me your name?" Chu Feng swallowed hard and looked up, locking eyes with Chen Chu.
"Chen Chu," he replied coolly.
"Good, I've got you pegged