"Wait?"
Li Fei's words left Shen Tu Yue stunned.
If they were going to spar, why did they still need to wait? Yet Li Fei's attitude toward her was completely different from his attitude toward Huang Jin just now, and she couldn't help feeling a little bashful.
After all, Li Fei had just told Huang Jin, "I don't feel like fighting anyone tonight," but when faced with her, he had said they could wait.
The contrast was so obvious that it was hard not to read too much into it.
Did he deliberately reject Senior Brother Huang to show me his feelings?
That was what Shen Tu Yue thought.
Everyone present had similar thoughts, and their gazes toward Li Fei became somewhat ambiguous.
Sure enough, heroes had always loved beautiful women!
A smile appeared on Chi Chengyu's face. "Then let's wait. Come, Jing An, Marquis, let me toast you."
The atmosphere of the banquet grew lively once more.
Supervisory Department.
Li Fei had subdued both of the enemies he had captured alive.
As for the "Night Demon," Suo Ze, who had charged in through the main entrance at the beginning, he had already fought his way out of the Supervisory Department compound before the Quicksand members withdrew.
The three Dao Foundation Stage martial artists and more than a dozen Force-Refining Martial Warriors who had surrounded him had all failed to stop him, and none of them gave chase.
Besides them, a Grand Mage in the Possession Stage who had been hiding in the shadows had also escaped.
However, both of that man's artifacts—the mask and the Soul Shocking Mountain Shattering Hammer—had fallen into Li Fei's hands.
Having lost the artifact he had cultivated as his main weapon, that astonishingly powerful Grand Mage was practically crippled and no longer posed much