Feng Ruqing was expressionless, condescendingly looking down at Ye Yi, who was being stepped on by her.
âFeng...â
Before he could utter another word, the foot on his face slammed into his face again, hard enough to make him spit out a mouthful of blood.
âWhat did you just say?â Feng Ruqingâs gaze was cold as if she was looking at a dead man.
âI....â
Ye Yi was just about to speak when Feng Ruqing lifted her leg and stomped on him again.
Ye Yiâs chest hurt, and blood continued to flow as he stared at the wound, filled with panic.
Both of them were Holy Warriors, but why did he have no room to fight back in Feng Ruqingâs hands...
The people he had brought with him were all stopped by Feng Ruqingâs men, so much so that he could not even find anyone to call for help.
âWhat did you want to say just now? Say it now. Iâm not the kind of person who doesnât let people talk.â
Ye Yiâs was so angry that he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood again. His face darkened.
This girl... What exactly did she want him to say?
Ye Yi trembled for a moment before he said these three words, âI... I am sorry...â
âWhat did you say? Iâm sorry, my ears arenât working. I didnât hear it clearly.â
Looking at the young girlâs indifferent gaze, fear filled up Ye Yiâs heart; even his voice trembled as if an endless fear was swallowing his sanity.
âIâm sorry... I shouldnât have attacked your people to please the gate master. Please let me go... I have parents and children, and I still have my young, beautiful wife waiting for me. Maiden Feng, I know I was wrong. Please let me go...â
Feng Ruqing was like a demon in his eyes, ready to snatch away his life.
Any pretensions were like nothing in the face of death.
Ye Yi was crying so hard. No one can associate it with the arrogant and domineering person he was just now.
As if she had not heard Ye Yiâs plea for mercy, Feng Ruqing raised her sword and stabbed him without hesitation.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Ye Yiâs eyes widened as blood spurted out of his neck. He then gradually stopped breathing in front of everyone.
Blood seeped out from his body, staining the entire ground red.
Feng Ruqing put away her sword, and calmly turned her gaze toward the others in front of her. The coldness that emanated from her eyes made those skilled masters of Deities Gate shiver.
Seeing what had happened to Ye Yi, those who had just injured her people with their hands panicked.
âThe Ninth Emperor!â
Hu Qing shouted furiously. Flame surged out of his hand and landed on the pot.
The pot was thrown some distance away, and by the time it flew back again, Hu Qing was already in front of Feng Ruqing.
His eyes were filled with humiliation and resentment.
Killing his men in front of him was the equivalent to stepping his face into the ground. It was something that he absolutely could not tolerate.
âYouâre looking for death!â
Boom!
The flames seemed like a storm, surging out fiercely.
The intense temperature caused the surrounding air to become scorching hot.
Not only Feng Ruqing, even those around her, felt the scalding heat as if their entire bodies were in a fireplace...
Feng Ruqingâs breathing now became slightly erratic as she gazed hard at Hu Qing.
âI donât understand why youâre pestering me, could it be that... I once stole your man away?â