Facing death with fearless bravery is merely a saying.
In reality, almost no one can remain calm in the face of true death.
"No… don't you come back, don't come over!"
Wang Zhen's face showed panic, his eyes filled with fear.
At this moment, he wanted to turn and run, but both his arms were held by two experts from the Tie Sect.
Even if he exerted all his strength to struggle, it was to no avail.
"Afraid now, are you?"
Chen Feng squinted his eyes, continuing to walk slowly towards Wang Zhen as he coldly laughed and asked.
Actually, with his speed, it would only take a few breaths to reach Wang Zhen.
But he didn't do that; instead, he intentionally chose to slow down his steps.
He wanted Wang Zhen to fully experience the mental torment of fear before death.
As the saying goes, death is not scary, but waiting for death is.
Just like in ancient times dealing with death row prisoners.
If they were caught and directly beheaded, it would be over.
