\nHaving lost the Phantom King Core and the Ninth Abyssal Flame, Feng Yin was now easier to deal with than before.
Ning Shu nodded towards the two old men.
Feng Yin’s body carried a heavy black aura. He turned towards Song Ruoxi and said, “Go to the bedroom and don’t come out.”
Song Ruoxi gripped Feng Yin tightly. “But I’m worried about you.”
“It’s fine.” Feng Yin said, “There has yet to exist anyone in this world that can do anything to me.”
That was a bold claim.
Although Song Ruoxi believed Feng Yin, thinking of the blood dripping from his face before, she also vaguely understood that Feng Yin’s situation wasn’t good.
Especially since he had given the Phantom King Core to her.