Facing the steadily approaching Ye Fei, Wang Xingde yelled in terror, "Someone! Come quick!"
A dozen bodyguards rushed in immediately.
But how could they possibly be a match for Ye Fei.
After a series of screams, the bodyguards were beaten to a pulp, lying scattered all over the floor.
Ye Fei flipped over the desk and, as if he were picking up a chick, hoisted Wang Xingde into the air.
"Do you know why I've come to find you?"
Wang Xingde nodded, then shook his head frantically, "No, I don't know!"
"You don't know, huh. Okay then."
Ye Fei smiled slightly and threw Wang Xingde to the ground.
Wang Xingde fell hard, his face smeared with blood, and his body felt as if it were falling apart.
Ye Fei stepped on him, "Do you know now?"
As he spoke, he pressed down harder with his foot, almost making Wang Xingde vomit his bile.
"I know! I know! Stop stepping on me, I know! You've come for the Pangu Sect!"
