Xia Feng hid in the shadows, watching the frenzied Snow, and couldn't help but let out a light scoff.
This light scoff seemed to have been noticed by Snow, whose soul fire in his skeletal eye sockets stared fixedly in Xia Feng's direction.
"Who's pretending to be all mysterious! If you have the guts, come out and face me directly! What's the point of hiding in the dark!"
Xia Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, and his figure shook as he appeared right in front of Snow.
Snow looked Xia Feng up and down, and after a long pause, let out a light snort: "I thought you were some formidable character, turns out you're just a young kid."
The Nether Qi on him began to spread, and in the blink of an eye, the dense Death Qi enveloped Xia Feng, then he laughed coldly.
"A young kid is naive indeed. If you kept hiding in the dark to give me trouble, I might not have been able to deal with you."
"Now that you've come out yourself, it's convenient for me to deal with you directly."
