Chrysanthemum Guan had originally intended to reprimand him, but the instant he turned around, his gaze landed on the hammer in Qin Feng's hand.
Why did this hammer look so familiar?!
He seemed to have seen these features somewhere before.
"It's him!!"
In the next instant, an incomparably sharp light appeared in Chrysanthemum Guan's eyes!
Wasn't this the hammer that had beaten him senseless last time?!
He would never forget it, even if it turned to ashes!
That was the first time he had ever been beaten so miserably by some brat!!
"It's been completely exposed."
After seeing Uncle Chrysanthemum's expression, Qin Feng looked helpless.
Still, this was something he had to go through.
He had thought of countless ways to conceal it, but none of them were suitable in the end.
So he had ultimately decided not to hide it anymore!!
It was time to reveal his true self beyond the Wind Alliance.
Last time, he had hammered Uncle Chrysanthemum. One person had to take responsibility for what two people did, so Old Poison Devil could carry the blame.
Hiding was never a long-term solution. He could evade today, but could he evade tomorrow?
When they reached the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Tournament arena, was he supposed to fight without his hammer?!
Use that Ugly Bug?
That was obviously impossible!
If he wanted victory, he had to wield the hammer.
As for his connection to the Wind Alliance, every trace had been erased. And for the traces that could not be erased, he had ways to explain them away.
This game had been in the works for so long. It was time to push it forward!
"Brat, we really are enemies meeting on a narrow road!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo looked coldly at Qin Feng.
And he realized that this brat