Looking at Murong Yi, who could no longer make any other sound but a painful groan, Yun Che smiled cruelly. With his left hand, he rubbed his face, and Feng Baiyi’s face instantly disappeared, revealing Yun Che’s original appearance. Seeing Yun Che, who was less than an inch away from him, Murong Yi’s eyes instantly widened. His two eyes, under extreme horror and fear, bulged out greatly, and almost burst out of his eye sockets.
“Your good brother Feng Baiyi and Xue Lang, whom you guys hired, wanted to kill me. But, what a pity, they were the ones who died instead, and their corpses were not even spared either.” Yun Che looked at Murong Yi, and gave a low laugh. “As for you… Tsk tsk, after beating you to this state, it must be painful to be unable to do anything but lie in bed all day. I might as well be a good person to the very end, and end your pain. I shall send you directly to the King of Hell; this will give you an opportunity to have an early reunion with your good brothers as well!!”
“Eh… Eh…” Murong Yi’s widened eyes were filled with fear as he pleaded for mercy.
“In your next life, you’d best not incur my wrath again!”