"Bai Feng, you're too weak."1

Walking on the air with a pair of black boots and holding a saber in hand, Xia Yuwen approached Bai Feng one step at a time as he said, "You can escape from the warzone. I won't kill you. I can even accept you under my service after becoming the prefect. What do you think?"1

"No thanks." Not far away, Bai Feng was continuing his escape as he smiled, "Those who walk different paths can't walk together. If you really manage to become a prefect and I'm still alive by then, I would rather retire to the countryside and become a farmer than work under you." 3

Xia Yuwen coldly said, "A wise man knows when to submit to circumstances. Bai Feng, there are countless geniuses in this world. This world never lacks geniuses."0

"Sure. Just kill me if you can."0

Suddenly, Bai Feng turned around and sent his sword flying toward Xia Yuwen.0

Bang!0

With a loud clash, the sword was sent back. Bai Feng coughed another mouthful of blood before escaping with his sword. With that, a chase began.0

Xia Yuwen swung his saber again and again, flooding the area with his saber qi. His...0