That was right—Qin Shaofeng had already recognized Wang Fujun.
In fact, whether from Hu Feizhong's memories or Li Yanjue's, Qin Shaofeng had already learned of Wang Fujun's existence.
It was only that the other man did not know Qin Shaofeng.
"That's right, I'm the one in charge here." Qin Shaofeng smiled faintly, without the slightest panic at facing a powerful enemy.
This only made Wang Fujun even more furious. He said in a low voice, "Those two Crimson Fire Lone Dragon Colts are my prey. I'll give you one chance: lift the restrictions here, let me enter, and take those two Crimson Fire Lone Dragon Colts away."
Lift the Zhou Tian Hun Yuan Formation and let you in?
Are you brain-dead or something?
Qin Shaofeng said nothing. He merely looked at Wang Fujun as though looking at an idiot. Do you really think I'm stupid?
Seeing Qin Shaofeng's expression, Wang Fujun grew even angrier. Yet he still suppressed the fury in his heart and said coldly, "Don't worry. I guarantee that as long as you obediently hand over those two Crimson Fire Lone Dragon Colts, I absolutely will not make a move against any of you."
Forget it. There was no way to communicate with an idiot who thought everyone else was stupid.
Qin Shaofeng simply shook his head, turned around, and left.
Rather than waste time talking nonsense with him, he might as well go save his Crimson Fire Lone Dragon Colt.
Watching Qin Shaofeng leave just like that, Wang Fujun's face darkened until it seemed ready to drip water.
"Come back here! Otherwise, I definitely won't spare you!" Wang Fujun roared in a low voice, his face turning somewhat ferocious.
To be ignored like this was a tremendous humiliation to him.
"Tsk tsk, who are you trying to