Qing Fengzi restrained a slightly sinister smile and looked unexpectedly at Yang Fan over there: "Why would I feel guilty? I am Qing Fengzi, there's no need to say more. Boy, are you ready to die."
After Qing Fengzi finished speaking, his footsteps were swift. Before long, he charged at Yang Fan. To his surprise, Yang Fan didn't move; he just stood there nonchalantly.
Does this boy want to die?
Not only was Qing Fengzi baffled, but the others were perplexed too, especially Tang Han.
With his hands behind his back, he constantly observed the situation in the field. He was startled when he saw Yang Fan not moving as Qing Fengzi rushed over.
How could this be? Is this boy really looking for death?
He had already discussed with Qing Fengzi beforehand; they shouldn't kill Yang Fan, merely injure him severely and throw him out. Qing Fengzi would handle it appropriately, something Tang Han wasn't worried about.
