"Who are you? Are you sent by the Pangu Sect? Speak up!"
Ye Fei, with one hand clutching the neck of the man in black, asked in a low voice next to his ear.
"Won't talk, huh? Well, I believe you are aware that I have ten thousand ways to make you talk."
A murderous aura emanated from Ye Fei's eyes.
The man in black seemed to foresee the unbearable torture he was about to face, his expression darkened, and he gritted his teeth fiercely.
Then his body went limp, instantly dissolving into a puddle of blood.
Everyone was stunned by this scene, standing frozen in place with their mouths agape.
Only Ye Fei and Wang Jianglong were clear that this person must have been an assassin sent by the Pangu Sect.
"Boss Hu! What's wrong with you? Why do you look so awful?"
Amidst the crowd, Hu Wansan suddenly collapsed.
Ye Fei stepped forward to examine him and immediately noticed a Five-colored Ice Silkworm wriggling on his neck, sucking his blood.
