Chu Feng was confused.
What was Mo Tianqiong trying to do?
Why did he give up just like that?
What was this?
Was he expressing goodwill?
But did he have that much face?
Mo Tianqiong would rather give up the eighth-grade Spiritual Abode that was within reach than compete with him?!
Chu Feng was confused.
This fellow clearly had a high chance of obtaining the eighth-grade Spiritual Abode!
He was not even 100% confident that he could win against the other party.
The more he thought about it, the more confused he became.
Chu Feng could not help but shake his head.
Even Chu Feng could not figure it out, let alone the others present.
For a moment, everyone was in an uproar.
Some people who could not stand Chu Feng vomited blood in anger.
Damn! Was there really no one who could restrain that bastard Chu Feng?!
A cold glint shone in the eyes of Demon Son Er Qi and Huangpu You.