Mark was almost too rattled to speak.
Lin Feng smiled without saying a word.
After a few seconds, Mark's hands and feet began to tremble.
"L-looks like you're not happy with my service, Mr. Lin Feng!"
"But that's all right. My service is free."
"If you're not satisfied, I'll leave. I'll go right now!"
Mark hurriedly packed up his props and prepared to run.
But wasn't he making things a little too easy for himself?
Still smiling, Lin Feng placed a hand on Mark's shoulder again.
As if frozen by a spell, Mark stood rooted to the spot, motionless as a statue.
"Leave? Where are you going? I haven't thanked you properly yet!"
Lin Feng kept smiling as he spoke through gritted teeth.
A few minutes earlier.
The star system where the Ancient One and the others were fighting had been battered beyond recognition.
Countless uninhabited planets had been reduced to ash and dust in the battle.
Both sides were getting more fired up by the minute, and their attacks were growing wilder.
After another exchange, Lin Jili pulled back some distance.
"Whew. That old woman's got some tricks."
She had thought she could take the old woman down quickly.
After all, the old woman hadn't seemed all that powerful in their earlier exchanges.
But Hela had plenty of combat experience, and she had released several powerful souls from the Realm of the Dead to help her.
Lin Jili was a Cosmic Cube, yet she still hadn't managed to beat Hela. It was a little embarrassing.
Still, she didn't think it was entirely her fault.
Ordinary attacks didn't work on those powerful souls at all!
Meanwhile, they kept harassing her and Uncle Little Mustache!
That exposed a problem: Lin Jili's experience—or rather, her way of thinking—was still limited.
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