Fang Yi turned his head to look at Su Ling on the ground, and suddenly gave a slight smile. He stepped forward, placing himself right next to Su Ling.
"Fang Yi! I admit defeat this time, but don't get cocky. Once I'm dead, you'll become the number one fugitive of the God Transformation Alliance. My position there is beyond what you can imagine. If I die, my grandfather won't let you off, and he is in the Postnatal Realm, you..."
Su Ling was making threats.
However, before he could finish his tough talk, a shoe sole suddenly covered his mouth. Fang Yi, with an icy expression, didn't care the least bit about Su Ling's anger or his threatening words.
"Mmm mmm…" was all Su Ling could articulate.
But Su Ling could make sounds again soon.
Because… Fang Yi was not just pressing his mouth with his shoe sole, but also both sides of his face. Soon, Su Ling's cheeks were imprinted with the sole pattern, covered with mud and blood.
