"Since that's the case, there's no need to keep him alive!" Ge Dongxu said coldly.
As soon as Ge Dongxu's words ended, the palm leaves entwining Suo Meng immediately tightened fiercely.
"No... No..." Suo Meng's face turned red as he cried out, but soon he was silenced.
Following that, the palm leaves loosened, and with a "thump," Suo Meng crashed onto the ground from above. Fortunately, it was soft earth; his head did not burst open like a watermelon, but seeing him lying motionless, he was unmistakably dead.
The courtyard was dead silent.
Even though they clearly knew that Ge Dongxu was on their side, cold sweat uncontrollably broke out on the foreheads of Jiang Baoming and the others, pouring down like rain.
A sense of urgency surged in their bladders.
At that moment, Jiang Baoming, who had just begun to take Ge Dongxu lightly in secret the night before, realized how naive and ignorant he was.
