"I told you before, this is my Inner World. You could also say it is the Inner World of the Seven Kill Sword, and I am the progenitor of the Seven Kill Sword!"
"What?!" Liu Yi cried out in shock!
Qin Feng smiled faintly, clearly having already guessed Liu Yi's reaction.
"Are you a human trafficker?"
"Pfft!" Qin Feng sprayed out a mouthful of tea. "What did you say?! How could I possibly be a human trafficker?!"
Liu Yi curled his lips. "This is an Inner World? Why have I never heard of it? Besides, the first owner of the Seven Kill Sword died who knows how many years ago. And doesn't the Seven Kill Sword belong to the Chen family? Your surname is Qin. Are you messing with me?"
Qin Feng's face darkened. "Kid, isn't your surname Liu? Is there something wrong with this old man being called Qin Feng?"
"Uh..." Liu Yi froze for a moment. That actually seemed to make some sense. "Since you say you're the progenitor of the Seven Kill Sword, then tell me: why is the Seven Kill Sword called that?"
Just as Qin Feng was about to answer, he suddenly realized that he had been questioning Liu Yi. How had it turned into Liu Yi questioning him instead?
"Kid, why are you being so disobedient? I told you, I was the first owner of the Seven Kill Sword. Naturally, my Martial Soul is the Seven Kill Sword. If you don't believe me, look."
As soon as Qin Feng finished speaking, he waved his right hand, and a silver Seven Kill Sword appeared in his palm.
Liu Yi narrowed his eyes. "That isn't fake, is it?"
Qin Feng's eyes widened. "Bullshit!"
The moment he said it, Qin Feng's old face reddened, and he hurriedly