Very quickly, the other underlings of Chi Feng were also dealt with by that person. Feng Chengyu lowered his eyes and glanced at the still convulsing Chi Feng on the ground, then squatted down, a cruel smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
"Chi Feng, do you know why you lost?"
Chi Feng's eyes were wider than a brass bell, his mouth opened, but he couldn't say a word. He just stared fixedly at Feng Chengyu, his eyes filled with hatred and unwillingness.
Feng Chengyu's thin lips lightly parted, and he lazily uttered, "Because you were too confident."
The air was thick with the smell of blood. Despite it being a slaughter scene, not a drop of blood stained Feng Chengyu. He slowly stood up and walked step by step toward Shi Yi who was not far away.
Shi Yi had only suffered some superficial wounds and was not seriously hurt, but Chi Feng's death had a great impact on her. In fact, this was not the first time Shi Yi had witnessed a killing scene, but this time was much more brutal.
