"You've tormented him for long enough; surely you've vented your anger. Just give him a quick death!" Ling Yunfei suggested, walking over.
"Does it concern you?" Qin Feiyang asked without turning his head.
"No." Ling Yunfei shook his head.
"Since it doesn't, then stay out of it," Qin Feiyang said in a deep voice. He stood up, gripped the wooden stick, and swung it at Mu Yang's head!
But at that moment, Ling Yunfei grabbed Qin Feiyang's wrist.
"What are you trying to do?" Qin Feiyang snapped his head around to look at Ling Yunfei, his eyes flashing with an icy glint.
"He humiliated me in the past too. I want to kill him with my own hands!" Ling Yunfei declared.
He slapped his Qiankun Bag, and a dagger instantly appeared. He seized the dagger, spun around, and with a swift motion, slit Mu Yang's throat.
"You..." Mu Yang's eyes widened in fury, as if he wanted to say something, but before the words could escape, he collapsed, dead.
