"Borrow my place? The Dragon Fighting Arena? You challenged the Dragon Fighting Street just for that?"
This young master didn't really believe that Han Fei wanted to make a name for himself. When Han Fei challenged the Heavenly Race, he had already made a name for himself. Of course, this time, he also made a name. But this time, the one who really made a name was not Han Fei, but Feng Xingliu.
Therefore, he was more inclined to believe that Han Fei wanted to use the Dragon Fighting Street's place to declare war on the Heavenly Race.
Therefore, Han Fei almost f*cking destroyed the Dragon Fighting Street just to declare war on the Heavenly Race.
Hearing Han Fei's explanation, the young master felt a little uncomfortable.
Han Fei raised his chin. "Hey! Who are you? Can you make a decision? Or are you afraid of the Heavenly Race too?"