"Lin Qiu, calm down! I still have a use for his body!" Chu Feng said comfortingly, patting Lin Qiu's shoulder and pressing down the gun she had raised.
"Body?" Hearing Chu Feng's words, everyone present looked surprised.
Ignoring their confusion and wary speculation, Chu Feng turned around with a faint smile and extended his palm toward Huang Chuanhao, who was lying on the ground.
"Where's the Crystal I gave you? Hand it over!"
"What are you trying to do?" Huang Chuanhao clutched the chest pocket of his shirt, panic written all over his face.
"Such a hassle!"
Seeing Huang Chuanhao regarding him with such defensiveness, Chu Feng's expression darkened.
RRIP!
With the sound of tearing fabric, Chu Feng ripped the pocket on the man's chest. Amidst the flying scraps of fabric, a thumb-sized Crystal fell out.
"Come on! Swallow it." Chu Feng caught the Crystal and held it to Huang Chuanhao's mouth, commanding.
