"Kid, I'm giving you one last chance," Zhang Qing's tone was laced with threat. "I'll count to three. Hand over the Demon Core immediately, and we'll let you go!"
As soon as his words fell, Zhang Qing started to count: "One!"
However, Ye Feng still had an easygoing look on his face, showing no concern at all, just letting Zhang Qing count.
Ye Ke said, "Kid, you're far too weak to protect the Demon Core. You'd better just hand it over."
"Two!" Zhang Qing continued to count, and his expression turned gloomy, making him look utterly unpleasant.
Ye Feng paid them no mind and simply watched Ye Ke, Ye Wu, and Zhang Qing with an amused expression.
"If you're going to attack, just get on with it. Why all the pointless talk?" Ye Feng said disdainfully.
"Three!" Zhang Qing's final count was almost a roar. In an instant, the sound waves vibrated, and Zhang Qing had boosted his Inner Strength to the pinnacle, erupting and emitting crisp sounds in the air.
