Yang Xiu heard, his gaze calmly turned to his side.
There, Chong Yue lay collapsed in a pool of blood, his chest heaving violently, already on the brink of death.
Just now, Chong Yue wanted to launch a "drag down" counterattack.
But with his kin all around him, it was clearly impossible for him to succeed.
They pressed him to the ground and gave him a brutal beating.
Yet they did not kill him.
As a player, one clearly understands the mindset of one's own kin.
Facing a nemesis, killing them outright is too merciful; Yang Xiu surely wants a bit of a taunt before death, some such scene.
Only this can fully fill the thrill of a desperate comeback.
Now, Chong Yue's vitality was shattered internally, in his final moments, the eyes once full of ambition and violence, now only a bleak gray.
Yet he still stared fixedly at where Yang Xiu stood, as if trying to kill him with his gaze.
Yang Xiu walked to his side, crouched down, and locked eyes with him.
