As soon as Ye Qian finished speaking, a sneer came from all directions: "Just you three little brats?"
Ling Feng was speechless. He looked around and said, "Old geezer, dare to show yourself? Talking smack from the shadows, what kind of skill is that?"
"You think I don't dare to show myself? Then you're sorely mistaken!"
No sooner had the voice fallen than Ling Feng suddenly felt a sense of danger. Without a word, he wrapped an arm around Ye Qian's and Li Fei'er's waists, leaping into the air!
Just as he jumped, the ground beneath their feet collapsed, revealing a massive pit!
"Damn, that's dirty!"
Ling Feng landed about ten meters away, took one look at the gaping pit, and let out a sharp breath.
Scanning with his Divine Sense, he found the bottom of the pit was filled with a pool of foul, black water. No need to guess—it was definitely poisonous!
"I was wondering why that old bastard was so quiet. Turns out he was busy digging a trap for us!"
