But suddenly, Chi Ting stopped again.
He grinned and looked back at the young men and women of the Shen Family, slapping his forehead. "Why should I do this myself? A few of you, come out and carry on with my last order."
The order, of course, was the same as before: make Lu Chao suffer the same miserable fate as Chang Yuan.
But the moment he finished speaking, a young man from the Saint Bone Shen Family rushed out, shouting frantically, "Lord Chi Ting! You could have easily taken care of Lu Chao, so why did you have to send our elders to their deaths first?"
If Chi Ting had just acted, their Elders, parents, and uncles wouldn't have had to die.
Hearing this, Chi Ting blinked, then flicked his finger... PFFT!
A bee-like needle condensed from True Qi shot from his fingertip, instantly piercing the center of the Shen Family youth's brow.
The young man's eyes flew wide...
He collapsed on the spot. After a few violent twitches, he stopped breathing.
