Whoosh!
As the words fell, Chu Hong's figure flickered, stepping close to Shen Tu.
At this moment, Shen Tu was lying on the ground—the slap from earlier by Chu Hong was too heavy, leaving Shen Tu unable to recover for a long while.
"Heh!"
With everyone watching, Chu Hong let out a cold laugh, lifted his right foot, and stomped directly on Shen Tu's face.
Then, Chu Hong circulated his True Yuan underfoot, his face twisted as he shouted fiercely, "Ye bastard, I know you're in seclusion nearby. I'll count to three. If you don't show up by then, I'll have your brother Shen Tu's blood splatter five steps!"
"One!"
Chu Hong glanced around, hoping to find where Ye Fan was secluded, but he was disappointed. The scenery here was too similar, and he really couldn't determine where Ye Fan was.
"Don't even dream about it. Even if I die, you won't be able to kill Ye Zi!"
