If You Can't Have Him, Why Not Wish Him Well?

After leaving the main group, Hua Yunfei took Tian Feixue and Lin Haoyu straight out of the primeval forest.

"Brother Fei... don't be angry," Tian Feixue said softly, watching Hua Yunfei's silence.

"Junior Sister, the Angel Race has looked down on others for ages. If they keep this up, sooner or later they'll kick an iron plate and bring disaster upon the entire race."

Lin Haoyu didn't like Hua Yunfei either. After all, he liked Tian Feixue. Who would like his rival in love?

But he had always judged things on their merits. The Angel Race's contempt for him, their apparent junior brother, still infuriated him. He wanted to beat them all up.

The Angel Race had been like this for ages. Ever since he first followed Lei Zu to their territory, he had never gone back. He couldn't stand them.

Every member of the Angel Race was arrogant and looked down their noses at everyone when they spoke. Anyone who didn't know better would think they were the greatest in the Myriad Worlds.

"They kicked an iron plate more than fifty years ago..." Tian Feixue murmured, glancing at Hua Yunfei.

She still remembered what had happened in the Angel Passage more than fifty years ago.

He had slaughtered forty thousand Heavenly Prodigies from various races by himself, then killed thirty thousand Heavenly Prodigies of the same realm with a single sword strike. He had slain the younger generation of the Heavenly Realm until no one dared accept his challenge!

Such strength had left her stunned and enthralled!

There were two reasons she liked Hua Yunfei so much: his looks and his talent!

Since ancient times, beautiful women had loved heroes. She felt that a man like Hua Yunfei was someone every woman would want.

"They kicked an iron plate