Under such immense pressure, Ye Chen's face turned ashen.
After Chen Feng gave the order, Ye Chen suddenly began to struggle violently, "Don't, don't kill me, I have something to say, I still have something to say, Chen Feng, listen to me, I'll tell you all the secrets I know, please, please don't kill me."
"Hold on."
Chen Feng stood up, stopped the executioner, and walked up close.
Seeing this, a glimmer of hope ignited in Ye Chen's eyes.
"Why stop?"
"Kill him."
"Why aren't they killing him now?"
"Is this just for show?"
The watching crowd was all confused.
Chen Feng stared at Ye Chen, "What do you want to say?"
Ye Chen said tremulously, "Chen Feng, I never imagined that, at the last moment, my own family would actually give up on me. This truly chills my heart, fills me with unwillingness. I'm ready to tell you all their crimes, just to beg for you to spare my life."
Chen Feng was secretly thrilled at these words.
