Chen Feiyu's eyes flashed, then he looked at Ke Luo and said calmly: "Who is your master and why did you invite me?"

"Regarding the issue of the ownership of 'Angel's Tears', we have invited famous and powerful people from all over the world to participate. Mr. Chen is the most dazzling star in the Chinese martial arts world and should be included in the invitation. As for my master, I will wait for you to arrive later.

Overseas people will naturally know." Ke Luo spoke impeccably.

"Are there any famous and powerful people in the world?" Chen Feiyu couldn't help but asked curiously: "Who are they?"

"Many of them are known to Mr. Chen, such as Song Xuan, the leader of the Hades Palace, Li Zong of the Wuyun Sect, and Long Jingyun of the Ghost Doctor Sect's Long Family. In the next two days, there will also be invitations from Tianzhu.

The Holy Saint Sharma, Miss Akihara Masako, a disciple of Musashi from Japan, Zen Master Bakui from Southeast Asia, etc., and of course, many powerful people from the Western Vatican."

When Ke Luo said this, a malicious smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Most of these people seem to have a life-and-death feud with Mr. Chen. If Mr. Chen goes there, he will definitely face a siege. If you are not careful,

I will die in a foreign land. I wonder if Mr. Chen still has the courage to go?"

"You speak Chinese well. You even know the idiom 'die in a foreign land'." Chen Feiyu sneered, put the invitation away, and said, "Go back and tell your master that I, Chen Feiyu, accepted the invitation and asked him to put it away."

Angel's tears are ready and waiting for me to pick them up."

"If you are brave enough, I will welcome Mr. Chen overseas. Say goodbye." After Ke Luo finished speaking, a contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he turned to leave.

Obviously, he believed that Chen Feiyu was overestimating his ability and throwing himself into a trap when he went overseas. When faced with the siege of many powerful men, he would definitely die!

Chen Feiyu has sharp eyes, how could he not know that he was underestimated by Ke Luo?

But after all, Ke Luo is just a small person who comes to send invitations, so Chen Feiyu will naturally not care about him.

After Ke Luo left, Chen Feiyu got back into the car and continued to drive to the suburban villa, thinking to himself.

"People from the Hades, the Long Family, the Western Holy See, and the Tianzhu Sect will all go to fight for the 'Angel's Tears'. One Long Jingyun is enough for me, and Song Xuan from the Hades will definitely go with Ma Qi who has been successfully refined.

In addition, overseas is the headquarters of the Western Holy See. It is said that the Pope is the most powerful person in the Western Holy See, and his strength should have reached the "half-step innate" level at the lowest level.

When the time comes to face so many strong men, how can I steal the ‘Angel’s Tears’ and return to China with my life intact?”

Although Chen Feiyu has always been smart and witty, he can't help but find himself in trouble now.

There is no other reason. In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and conspiracy pale as paper.

And what Chen Feiyu has to face when he goes overseas is absolute strength. No matter how hard Chen Feiyu tries, he can't come up with a suitable strategy to deal with it.

"According to what Ke Luo said, the Wuyun Sect is also among those invited. It seems that I should go to the Wuyun Sect. With the help of Sect Master Li and even Tantai Yuchen, I have a chance to win the 'Angel's Tears'

It will be much bigger.”

When Chen Feiyu thought of this, the pressure in his heart eased a little.
Chapter completed!