"Gratitude?"
Saint Heir's eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp killing intent.
The killing intent on his body erupted completely, a massive wave of it bearing down oppressively towards Chu Fengmian.
Under this tide of killing intent, even the hearts of the numerous Martial Artists nearby couldn't help but feel fear.
Although they weren't the target of this killing intent, each one of them felt a crippling terror within their hearts.
For Martial Artists, what's most important when facing an opponent isn't the gap in strength, but the impact on one's mind.
If a Martial Artist loses the will to fight, they would fail in combat against even weaker opponents if they lacked the desire to engage in battle.
Under the Saint Heir's killing intent, fear took hold of everyone present. If they were to confront the Saint Heir, they probably wouldn't even have the courage to strike back.
