Monkey and Zong were sent flying by a brutal blow from Mr. Qian.
Don't be fooled by the fact that Yu Fei could kill a third-realm cultist with a single strike. In truth, he couldn't have withstood more than a few blows himself, to say nothing of Zong and Monkey, who were still ordinary people.
Zong's entire body was embedded in the car, his chest caved in. He was dead.
Due to the angle of his trajectory, Monkey had crashed into a rapeseed field. He was still breathing, but faintly.
Yu Fei stood his ground instead of giving chase. He had a nagging feeling that someone was watching him today. A faint, chilly sensation—a feedback from his [Insight] ability—had been clinging to him, a clear sign of unfriendly intent.
A short while ago, that chill had turned into a gentle warmth. 'Hmm, that means they've developed a good impression of me. But who is it?'
Then, just moments ago, when he cut down the cultist nicknamed Steel Blade, that warmth had suddenly blazed into a fervent heat.
