At this moment, Qin Fengming's attire was no different from that of most male cultivators in the Aoteng Interface. He had deliberately changed his clothes after entering the Northern Pole Land.
While here, Qin Fengming was confident that his strength was no weaker than that of any cultivator of the same tier in the Aoteng Interface. However, if he could keep his opponents from becoming wary of him at first sight, he might be able to reap considerable benefits.
The matter with Zi Hao this time was enough to prove that Qin Fengming's thoughts had been entirely correct.
Qin Fengming had suddenly cut in, clearly intending to provoke the cultivators from Kaiyang Land. Naturally, Qin Fengming had not wanted to complicate matters, but he knew that even if he agreed to Prefect Qingbo's terms, what happened afterward would not proceed according to their discussion.
Qin Fengming vaguely sensed that what followed would absolutely be beyond his control.
After Mo Ye spoke, he actually retreated and directly pushed Qin Fengming to the forefront of the group.
Seeing Mo Ye's action, Qin Fengming's heart stirred slightly as well. Mo Ye truly acted with extraordinary decisiveness. Without the slightest hesitation, he had directly handed over command authority.
Although Qin Fengming believed his strength was no weaker than Mo Ye's, he was also certain that Mo Ye, the number one Profound Tier expert in Yuheng Land, was absolutely no easy opponent.
If the two of them truly fought to the death, Qin Fengming was confident that even if he gained the upper hand through his own strength, it would still be difficult to say whether he could capture or kill Mo Ye.
After all, whether in physical body or methods, Mo Ye was a formidable existence Qin Fengming had to take seriously.
Let alone