This is A Pro
Editor: Noodletown Translations
Master, this is a master. Staring at his broken off nails, the skinny old man suddenly turned half dead with fright, and his eyes were full of fear.
He knew that if his claws landed on any normal person, they were strong enough to pull their hearts out. However, nothing happened to Qingfeng Li at all.
Run, its time to run now.
The skinny old man made a prompt decision, and he started to walk backwards, ready to retreat.
"Wanna run away? Are you able to?" Qingfeng Li sneered, and a chilling light came out of his eyes.
Whoosh!
He reached out his right hand as fast as a flash, and grabbed the skinny old man's throat right away.
"Don't kill me, I'm a senior of the Proud Heaven League. I'm under the Underground Prince of Western Sea City," said the skinny old man in a terrified voice as his face turned dreadfully pale.