"You..."
The Son of Wind's face turned pale, his eyes widened as he stared at Xiao Yifeng.
"Hand over the Wind Spirit Pearl, or I will make you suffer so much that you'd rather be dead, and I guarantee you won't die."
"Or I can destroy your Spirit Pill directly, and see if it recovers once you leave this Holy City Secret Realm."
Xiao Yifeng looked at the Son of Wind, smirking playfully.
"You lunatic!"
The Son of Wind stared at Xiao Yifeng intently.
"Thanks for the compliment. Now hand over the Wind Spirit Pearl. Otherwise, I know plenty of ways to torture people!"
Xiao Yifeng said, looking at the Son of Wind.
The Son of Wind screamed in agony; his pitiful appearance was hard for several women to look at directly.
Eventually, unable to withstand the torture any longer, the Son of Wind took out the Wind Spirit Pearl from his Storage Ring and handed it to Xiao Yifeng.
