"You don't even count as a man!"
Ling Feng suddenly coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood, glaring angrily at Big Iron Hammer.
Indeed, bringing up another's inner wounds to their face is not kind, but if he doesn't confront the shadows within his heart, he will forever remain a turtle withdrawing into its shell.
"What did you say?"
The aura emanating from Big Iron Hammer grew even colder and more violent.
The fire of rage burned intensely in his eyes.
For over a hundred years, no one had mentioned that woman who betrayed him, but Ling Feng, someone who, in his eyes, was like an ant, dared to provoke him so!
"What, you're not only a turtle but also deaf?"
Ling Feng wiped the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth, gritting his teeth as he pushed himself out from a crack in the wall, glaring at Big Iron Hammer, gritted his teeth, and said: "Do you think you look like anything right now? Is taking out your inner wrath on others your solution to problems? You, coward!"
