Earlier, everyone was still calling Ye Qingfeng a waste, looking down on him.
Who would have thought, Ye Qingfeng turned out to be more of a prodigy than An Yang in Sword Dao.
The Sword Dao Realm of small success in Rain of Swords was something they had only heard about in the legendary exploits of geniuses passed down among the super families on Earth.
Such talent was already something they needed to look up to.
Those young mercenaries who had previously called Ye Qingfeng a waste now lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.
To Su Jing, whose face was full of shock, Ye Qingfeng merely nodded slightly, not offering any explanation.
"Master, let me go up and deal with him."
Seeing Ye Qingfeng, who had awed everyone, Third Master Vulture bit his lip and spoke.
Although he knew he might not be a match, Green Gang had put in such tremendous effort.
It was impossible to leave without gaining anything.
"You guys are not his match."
Master Kuang Jian said coldly.
