"Damn it! I thought you were so badass, but you're just a wimp! Then why the hell were you pretending? You scared me so bad I almost pissed my pants, damn it!"
Feng Qingshui lay in a pool of blood, his eyes blurred by the mixture of sweat and blood, unable to see the person in front of him clearly. The wounds on his body burst open, and blood gushed out like a fountain, making his breathing weak and slow.
However, the soldiers showed no intention of stopping.
Feng Qingshui's arrogant attitude earlier had scared them enough to almost flee in panic. Naturally, they were embarrassed and felt deceived and humiliated.
Clearly powerless, yet he pretended to be all-powerful, directly intimidating them.
How could this not make these young, hot-blooded soldiers angry?
They were absolutely furious!
