"Elder Beidang, I don't think you need to trouble yourself."
In just half a year, Qin Shaofeng had truly become a different man.
Even with a great battle between three Saint Star Position experts taking place practically at arm's length, he did not show the slightest trace of concern.
He still sat calmly in his chair.
When he had just heard the old man's words, he had only frowned slightly, without showing any further reaction.
Perhaps that old man's defenses were invincible against them.
But even so, could he truly escape from Qin Shaofeng's hands?
The Myriad Stars Chessboard was still beside his hand, yet he had no intention of putting it away.
On one hand, the old man's concealment abilities were indeed too formidable, leaving him wary. On the other, he had turned both himself and the Myriad Stars Chessboard into bait.
Beitang Chen, a Third Grade Saint Star Position expert, was guarding Ximen Li. Unless the old man was a fool, he would not make a move against Ximen Li.
That being the case, attacking him was only to be expected.
Though he still sat there steadily, several tiny bracelets on his left hand had opened a pair of tiny eyes.
The Emerald Dragon King was ready.
Its speed was equally astonishing, but Qin Shaofeng believed that it would have only one chance to strike.
Should the old man sense its threat, he would definitely flee at once.
For that very reason, Qin Shaofeng remained seated as steadily as ever, as though victory rested firmly in his grasp. He even lifted the teacup from the table.
Such a display, coupled with such words, once again drew the attention of Ximen Li and the other two.
"How... how can he still be so confident?"
"Could he still have another