"Qiniang, do you want to die? Or do you want to live?" Chu Yang smiled amiably, revealing his teeth at Feng Chief Supervisor.
Feng Qiliang was already spooked out of his mind. Furthermore, his brain was also really bewildered and confused.
Just now, everyone dashed forward. He was the only one who dashed only halfway and then retreated back.
He felt dizzy spells in his brain.
He thought in his mind, 'What is happening here?' The only person that he had brought along actually took the life of all his own people!
'Even the Sixth Grade Supreme Martial Artist was dead.'
All along until now, Feng Chief Supervisor still felt that it was all a dream.
He thought, 'Oh my god, if it's really a dream, please let me quickly wake up from it. Even if all these people usually look down on me… after all, we still belong to the same side of the fight.'