Since Wan Changfeng had already spoken, Jesus naturally had no more concerns. He turned to look at Zhou Feiyu and Luo Kun in the crowd, and sneered coldly, "My dear nephew, and my loyal subordinate, tell me, how should I deal with you both?"
"Kill me if you want to kill, I, Zhou Feiyu, only regret not being able to avenge my father." Zhou Feiyu glared at Jesus, his eyes filled with hatred.
"Killing you would be letting you off too easily. A few days ago, Elder Fei was killed by that Ye kid, and now that Ye kid is dead, I should at least bring back a scapegoat to answer to Elder Fei's master," Jesus said with a sinister smile.
"Alliance Hierarch, let's fight him," Lord Hu said as he clenched his fists, ready to rush at Jesus.
Zhou Feiyu reached out to stop him, "This is a personal feud between him and me, there's no need for you to get involved."
"Alliance Hierarch, how can we just stand by and watch you be taken away?" Nine Fingers said, unwilling to give up.
