Tong Feifei followed "Jiang Yue" obediently, keeping his expression neutral while secretly working himself up.
He was searching for that feeling—the despair he'd felt when he encountered the Year Eater last night. In that hopeless situation, Tong Feifei had condensed his Mental Strength into a tangible form and struck the Year Eater a fatal blow.
That attack had missed by only a hair. If he'd been a little faster, he might have hit the Year Eater first and seized the initiative.
Now that Tong Feifei was sure this "Jiang Yue" was an impostor, he remembered Jiang Yue's earlier instructions, and his courage rose.
He decided to strike first.
He'd land a vicious blow on this guy. Whether or not he could kill him, he had to teach him a lesson.
Tong Feifei wasn't sure how powerful an attack formed from condensed Mental Strength could be. He also had no idea how much punishment this fake Jiang Yue could take.
He didn't know which of them was stronger. But this time, he told himself not to overthink it or calculate the odds. He wouldn't weigh the gains and losses. He had only one thought: fight!
No matter whether he could win, he'd strike first.
Even if he couldn't beat his opponent or kill him, tearing off a piece of flesh or skin would still be something.
And sure enough, once Tong Feifei had made up his mind, he found his Mental Strength flowing with remarkable ease. That resolute feeling of facing a battle surged familiar through him once more.
"This is it!" Tong Feifei was ecstatic.
When that feeling came, Tong Feifei knew the time had come.
Under his direction, his powerful Mental Strength rapidly condensed, then shot from his mind in a sudden burst, piercing straight toward the back of