Feng Xian and Medicine Elder watched the amusing scene before them and could not help but laugh, shaking their heads.
Seeing Zi Yan's adorable look of being both greedy and furious yet helpless against him, Han Feng felt a playful urge rise within him. With a flip of his palm, he produced another pill that radiated an unusual glow, as though performing a magic trick.
"You can't eat the Dragon-Phoenix Origin Fruit yet, but this seventh-tier Transformation Pill can serve as a snack first."
He deliberately waved the pill before Zi Yan's eyes. Its fragrance spread through the air, making the little girl's drool nearly spill out.
"A Transformation Pill?" Zi Yan's eyes widened at once, staring fixedly at the pill and temporarily tossing the Dragon-Phoenix Origin Fruit out of her mind.
"Do you want it?" Han Feng smiled like a sly old wolf.
"Yes!" Zi Yan nodded wildly like a pecking chick.
"Call me big brother and let me hear it?"
"You!" Zi Yan's little face flushed red with anger. As the boss of Canaan Academy, how could she possibly...
"Good big brother!"
For the sake of a pill, what was dignity? Could it be eaten?
Beastfolk would never be slaves, unless food and lodging were included!!!!
Han Feng burst into laughter at her utter lack of principles and was just about to toss the pill to her.
Just then!
"Han Feng!"
A cold snort filled with endless resentment and murderous intent rang through the skies above Sacred City without warning, like an icy wind from the depths of hell.
"You killed three Heavenly Venerables of my Soul Hall. Today will be your day of death!"
That voice seemed to carry some strange power, and in that instant, the skies over the entire Sacred City darkened.
Inside the tea