Dead?
Zhou Huaiyu's body trembled, unable to believe it.
"That Saint Heir from the Yudao Gate, he was your lover, wasn't he?"
Chen Feng spoke directly, revealing the mystery.
"No... no, it's just that we had a relationship from both sides,"
Zhou Huaiyu hurriedly explained.
Now, surviving was the most important thing.
"Whether he is or not, I am not interested. But you, to strike such a vicious blow to your own companion, 'cruel as a serpent or a scorpion,' you've indeed let me witness it today," Chen Feng mocked.
"Lord Sky King, the reason I killed Meng Taidi was sincerely to join you. I hope you can accept me; I can tell you many secrets unknown to others, to assist you in resisting the Higher Realms,"
Zhou Huaiyu said gravely.
"What reason do I have to trust you? If you can kill Meng Taidi, what can't you do? If I accept you, perhaps someday your sword might inadvertently pierce my chest. So, I think, I can't spare you,"
Chen Feng said coldly.
