"You dog, men, and women!! Stop talking among yourselves. Hu Ning, I expected better from you!" With a look of determination and anger, Sun Qiang turned to his guards, "And all of you, what are you waiting for? Go and break his legs and hands already, turn him into a ennuch!"
!?
Ning stood stunned as the guards leaped towards Zhang Wei, their movements unnaturally swift. The highest-ranked among them, a core formation Cultivator, attacked with glowing hands, claws extending toward Zhang Wei's face.
Booom!
The room abruptly fell silent.
Squish....
"Argh!"
The Cultivator, eyes wide with horror, stared downward coughing blood in disbelief.
Zhang Wei, seemingly unaffected, pulled his hands from his chest, leaving behind a bloody hole. In a ruthless display, he tore his heart from his body.
"Ah, such a mess" Zhang Wei mused, examining his bloody hands.
!!
