"Taoist Friend Chen, be careful!"
In the corner, Bu Feifan's face turned pale, urgently sending a message,
"This person's name is Iron Tiger, he's a ruthless character! He previously had a Qi Cultivation Eighth Layer cultivation, and was captured due to his bloodthirsty nature. Even though his dantian was sealed, his brute strength remains, and no one in the dungeon dares to provoke him!"
Iron Tiger sneered, slowly prying open the seemingly sturdy iron bars, step by step approaching Chen Ye's cell, his fierce gaze locked onto him:
"Kid, who told you to offend the Wei Family? Don't blame me, I'm just here to do what I'm paid to do."
Before he finished speaking, he lunged forward aggressively, his fist as large as a sand pot, carrying a fierce wind, aiming straight at Chen Ye's face! The punch was powerful enough to split stone, even without spiritual power augmentation!
Bu Feifan was horrified, almost unable to watch.
