Two Fingers

"Xian Ling, I waited for you for 17 years. I have finally found you."

As the voice entered Ling Xian's ears, a handsome young man wearing all black walked over. His expression was cold and his vigor was powerful.

"Hmm?"

Ling Xian raised an eyebrow as he watched the man walk over. He looked somewhat familiar, but he couldn't place his finger on it.

Therefore, he could only open his mouth to ask, "Who are you? Have I offended you before?"

At these words, the man was stunned. Then, all the coldness on his face disappeared. What replaced it was embarrassment.

"You.. you don't recognize me!? Dammit, how could you forget about me? Leng Feng!"

The man was furious and horrifying Qi rolled out of him and shook up all the space around him.

He had been waiting for Ling Xian for 17 long years yet before his eyes, this man before him doesn't even remember who he is. Why would he not be furious?