"Commander, you…"
A Martial Artist began to speak cautiously, trying to ask.
But Feng Zhiyu waved his hand, managing to suppress his laughter with great difficulty. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, his face still holding an expression of barely contained amusement, and pointed at the screen to explain to everyone:
"You… you all still don't get it?"
"Why was that Slaanesh Demon defeated so completely? So humiliatingly?"
"Because from the very beginning, it chose the wrong target! It tried to evoke Qin Feng's deepest desire. And the result?"
Feng Zhiyu slammed his hand on the table, unable to hold it in any longer, and burst into another earth-shattering roar of laughter.
"The result is that Qin Feng's deepest obsession is… to kill Shi Dang! HAHAHAHA—!!!"
As soon as he said this, the conference room fell silent.
