"Who the hell do you think you are? You dare threaten me?" Zhou Fan's voice was grim as he stared at Huang Fenglin. The man had been sent flying and was now coughing up mouthfuls of blood, obviously badly hurt. "Get out of here now, and I won't kill you. We'll call it even for your father saving the Chu Family all those years ago."
"But…" Huang Fenglin tried to ask what would happen to Huang Fei, but Xu Ruonan marched right up to him. She grabbed the man, who had been grievously wounded by Zhou Fan, brandished her Cyan Frost Sword, and brought it straight down!
SPLURT! A fountain of blood erupted, and with it, a severed arm!
"Such nonsense. Scram!" After hacking off Huang Fenglin's arm, Xu Ruonan grabbed the man, who had passed out from the pain. With an annoyed expression, she dragged him to the front door as if he were a dead dog and casually tossed him outside like a sack of garbage.
"My master was lenient, so he won't kill you. But that doesn't mean I'm lenient too."
