Yuan's scalp went numb and his body tensed up. This was too sudden—he was on cloud nine just a while ago.
Within moments, only coldness was left of his good mood as it fell deep into the ravines. The feeling was too horrible.
One foot in heaven and the other in hell. This was a classic case of extreme joy turning to sorrow.
He hadn't even gone very far when his path was actually blocked. Chu Feng had been waiting here to kill him all along.
Yuan wasn't an ordinary person. He immediately realized that Chu Feng had concealed himself near the qilin's former lair and caught the former red-handed. That was why he had been waiting here.
He wanted to cough up blood after realizing his misfortune. How come he just had to arrive at the exact moment and bump into this Demon King Chu!
Additionally, he felt his fate this time was too tragic—if he hadn't tried to frame Chu Feng after arriving at the qilin's old lair, he might not have met such an ending.
