“Yes, it’s me who killed them. And so what?” Zheng-Fu did not think to deny that it was not him, nor did he try to dodge trouble. He already wanted it to be like this. When the other party thought of killing him, why would he have to surrender?
“It’s really you. If so, go to repent in hell for daring to argue with this father!” Yun-Fei said angrily and fiercely, commanding all his soldiers to surround Zheng-Fu. He knew whether the other party had to be of an extraordinary level or that there would be martial masters hiding out there to help.
“With just this ability?” Seeing they were about to come at him, Zheng-Fu had a disdainful look on his face, staring at Yun-Fei and his soldiers, as if wanting to fuel the other party's resentment.