"The thing I regret most is not burying you alive in the pig farm," Su Xuefeng seethed, bloodlust brewing in his eyes as he stepped forward with Su Zhengtao, bellowing, "Everyone heed my command…"
Before he could finish, a thundering voice came from outside, "Patriarch Su Xuefeng of the Su Family, come out and receive the City Lord Order!"
The moment this voice sounded, Su Xuefeng, who had been in the midst of his crazed brewing, felt as though a pail of cold water had been dumped over him, making him unbearably uncomfortable.
At this crucial juncture, what could the City Lord want?
The entire audience was also exchanging puzzled looks, wondering what order the City Lord could be issuing at this time.
"Su Xuefeng, didn't you hear?" the voice outside sounded again.
Suppressing his rage, Su Xuefeng glared at Sikong Jing and the others through gritted teeth, "You'll just live a little longer."
After saying this, he had no choice but to go outside.
