"Do you want me to admit that those people were killed by me?"
Li Feng was not intimidated, despite the imposing aura of his father, Li Zidong, who was unrivaled in the Jin City Circle, and who appeared as a mouse before a cat when facing Li Mingrui.
"Alright, it was me who killed them."
Li Feng responded nonchalantly, then locked eyes with Li Mingrui as if to say, I've admitted it, what can you do to me now?
Li Mingrui's piercing eyes were fixed on Li Feng, who remained composed in his presence, something not many young people could manage.
Moreover, Li Mingrui sensed a sharpness in Li Feng that seemed to contend with his own aura.
"Your wings have hardened, daring to speak to your father like this."
Li Mingrui's face was stern yet inwardly he felt a strange sense of relief; this boy was just like him.
