"Elder Zhou Yuan is dead..."
The middle-aged martial artist stared at the corpse of the gray-robed elder, his gaze dazed, body stiff in place.
Whoosh!
Luo Feng waved his hand, and a storage ring flew down from the gray-robed elder's finger, falling into his pocket as he looked up at the middle-aged martial artist.
Feeling Luo Feng's gaze, the middle-aged martial artist's face froze, fearfully shouting:
"Don't kill me. I'm just forced by circumstances, carrying out orders, please don't kill me."
Luo Feng's lips curled into a faint, cold smile. This person was so imposing earlier, full of righteousness, yet now so despicable, contrasting sharply with his appearance.
Shaking his head, Luo Feng was about to strike and kill this person when a tall figure dashed over.
"Husband, wait, I have questions for him." Yang Wanyi approached, speaking.
Luo Feng nodded, the sound of 'clang' marking his returning Emperor Yan's Sky-breaking Saber to its sheath.
