The Zongheng Two Elders had been renowned for many years, yet perhaps they never expected to die so easily.
"No, I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"
Jian Chen was already in despair, but he still screamed hysterically, his eyes bloodshot, but his cries were so pale and powerless.
Ye Qingfeng turned his cold gaze toward Jian Chen and said coldly, "I've said it before, even if you were given a hundred more years, you would still be nothing but trash before me."
"The three of you have significant ties to 'Divine Punishment.' Today, your deaths are well-deserved!"
Ye Qingfeng gestured, prompting Chu Xiangdong and the others to step forward. Strong bodyguards in black suits advanced and immediately took the three away.
Bai Wan'er opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing Ye Qingfeng's cold gaze, she swallowed her words back down.
