Ye Feng felt that Yang Jian was a madman.
He clearly knew he could not deal with him, and he clearly knew that dragging this out would get them both killed, yet he still recklessly made harsh threats and provoked hostility.
In Ye Feng's eyes, that was the behavior of someone who had lost his mind.
You could provoke the weak, but not the strong.
So when Ye Feng heard those words, his first reaction was that Yang Jian wanted to risk his life against him.
After becoming a Ghost Tamer, one did not have long to live in the first place. If he was going to risk his life against others at every turn, what was he if not a madman?
"What do you mean by that?" Ye Feng frowned deeply.
"Nothing. Just what the words mean. I may not be able to kill you today, but that doesn't mean I won't be able to in the future. So when I come knocking at your door one day, I hope you'll be mentally prepared. Don't say I'm deliberately picking a fight with you."
Yang Jian said calmly, "Of course, you're welcome to make the first move against me."
"I won't mind."
"So you mean this won't end until one of us dies?" Ye Feng asked.
"You can understand it that way."
A chill showed in Yang Jian's eyes. "You think you can stir up trouble and then just walk away? There are no deals that cheap in this world. If you were the one being hunted today, would you want reconciliation? Once you're dead, I'll write a reconciliation letter and burn it at your grave. Only then will that count as reconciliation."
"I understand." Ye Feng's expression grew even more solemn.
He understood that Yang Jian was not a