The best approach was to treat them with courtesy.
Leave a good impression on them.
That alone counted as a success.
As for becoming friends with someone like him, he could forget about it.
It was impossible.
Compared to Qin Feng, he was like a copper coin beside a gold coin.
They were not on the same level at all.
All he wanted now was to leave the other party with a good impression.
After all, he had offended him just now.
If the other party decided to eliminate the roots, he would be in trouble.
"I'm preparing to leave Trial City. If anything happens to these two, I'll come looking for you. Can you do that?!"
Qin Feng's voice was calm as his eyes flashed while he looked at King Yin.
He understood what the man meant.
Since the other party wanted to curry favor with him, he naturally accepted it.
With someone looking after these two girls, at least they would not run into any major trouble.
"Brat, who do you think you are?!"
At the side, one of King Yin's attendants snapped angrily.
He had only just arrived with the others.
He did not yet understand the situation here.
Slap—
Yet in the next instant, a bright red handprint appeared on the attendant's face.
"Are you trying to die?!"
King Yin glared furiously at the attendant.
Fuck, was this guy blind?
So many level seventy-nine Soul Saints had just died. Did he think there had not been enough deaths?
Was he trying to drag King Yin down with him too?
He was truly courting death!!
If not for the man's usual loyalty, King Yin would have slaughtered him on the spot!!
"Since Young Master Qin Feng has said so, this king will naturally comply."
King Yin bowed