Every one of Yun Che’s words was like a knife gouging out a little bit of Fen Juechen’s heart. When Yun Che was finished speaking, his foot flew out, kicking Fen Juechen far away.
Fen Juechen stood up with a pale expression. Every joint in his body was filled with endless hatred, and his body turned a deathly white with killing intent and humiliation. He didn’t charge over uncontrollably; rather, he picked up the crimson flame blade, clenched his teeth, and spoke while stressing each syllable: “The humiliation… I have… suffered today… I’ll return it… a hundred times… a thousand times over!!”