Beneath the Sky Screen.
Shen Fei watched the Sky Screen from his cell and let out two dejected grunts.
Perhaps Nie Li would only need a few moves to beat him, too.
After all, that fellow had already reached Silver rank, yet he was still hiding his abilities.
Forget it. What did any of this have to do with him anymore?
Locked up here, he was no longer a young master of the Sacred Family's main line. He was merely waiting, not knowing when he might be dragged off to perform hard labor or executed as a warning to others.
The faint cries of "Damn Nie Li" and the like drifting from the neighboring cells only made Shen Fei more agitated.
They already had one foot in the grave, so how did they still have so much energy every day? Couldn't they give it a rest?
On the Sky Screen.
Yang Xin naturally believed in Nie Li. Besides, who would complain about having too much money? There was no reason to pass up an easy profit.
So she bet that Nie Li could defeat Shen Fei within twenty moves.
The match was about to begin. Shen Fei pushed open the door, already itching to cripple Nie Li.
Just then, Shen Ming stopped him and took out two Demon Spirit Enhancement Pills.
These could unleash a demon spirit's immense latent potential, but after they were consumed, the demon spirit would essentially be ruined.
Shen Ming still wanted Shen Fei to have a fallback, so he told him to take the pills along.
Shen Fei did not immediately accept them. In fact, he felt insulted. Did he need something like this to fight Nie Li? Wasn't this doubting his ability to win?
Shen Ming explained that it was merely a precaution. He