"Shengongsi Yuzuo, Beitiao Hezi's death is only your word against mine." With a step forward, Dongfang Qi's azure robe hem fluttered slightly in the wind, his tone calm yet with an indisputable firmness, "Qin Tian is a friend of our Dongfang Clan. Demanding him is utterly impossible."
"Good, very good!" Shengongsi Yuzuo's throat emitted a deep angry laugh, his knuckles clenching with a cracking sound, the gray-black aura of calamity faintly surged around him.
The blood feud of Beitiao Hezi had already fueled his murderous intent; Dongfang Qi's strong rejection ignited his ferocity completely,
"No one can protect him today!"
He abruptly turned his head, gaze sweeping towards the edge of the crowd, and shouted coldly: "Youyi, Chiyo, Nobuo, come here! Hao Er was killed by that kid!"
"What?!"
This time, the exclamations were no longer scattered whispers; everyone's expressions turned from surprise to astonishment.
