He felt wronged.

Look at how well long RUO tingyuan and the little beggar were doing. They shook their heads and wagged their tails with a happy smile on their faces. Especially the little beggar, who would straighten her tail from time to time and make a loud crack. She looked so cute and adorable ... Wait, you can grin all you want, but can you brush your teeth first? what's that red blood-like thing on your teeth? did you just bite someone? Also, can you let go of the guy who's almost dead under your feet? I'm still thinking about the space ring on his hand.

Yi Feng's gaze swept past Ling Chuxi's fist and then Meng Zheng's long knife. Then, he quickly glanced at the bloodstains on long RUO tingyuan and Xiao Qiong's bared teeth, and quickly dodged to the side.

Cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

Yi Feng didn't care about his dignity or the royal family. He didn't care about anything. He wasn't afraid of death, but he was afraid of living a life worse than death.