"Wei Shiming? Hang Ye?"
Qin Shaofeng glanced at the two of them, then immediately rolled his eyes. "Never heard of them. Who knows what backwater these nameless nobodies crawled out of?"
"Brat, what did you say?" Hang Ye flew into a rage.
Wei Shiming appeared far more composed. He immediately cut off Hang Ye's anger, his gaze cautiously sweeping over Qin Shaofeng again and again.
The longer he looked, the greater the astonishment in his eyes became.
They had indeed only recently entered the Ninth-tier Saint Star Position, but they were not people just anyone could look down upon.
Qin Shaofeng's relaxed bearing did not seem faked.
What worried him even more was that he could clearly sense an extreme threat coming from Qin Shaofeng.
There was something wrong with this kid!
That was the conclusion he reached after observing Qin Shaofeng for a moment.
"You old pervert, what are you staring at me for? If you want to die, say so. If you don't, get the hell out of my way." Seeing their hesitation, Qin Shaofeng sneered instead.
While the two observed him, he had already thoroughly investigated their condition as well.
The auras around them were clearly under tremendous suppression.
Although the combat strength they could unleash was certainly still above that of an Eighth-tier Saint Star Position expert, they absolutely could not be his match.
Since that was the case, he had even less reason to worry.
With a cold snort, he began walking toward the two of them step by step.
Both men shuddered violently.
"Old Wei, what's going on with that kid?" Hang Ye could not help asking Wei Shiming through voice transmission.
"I don't know, but this kid's presence is far too powerful, isn't it?"
"What should we do, then?"
"He's already coming at