Roar

Dai Fangxuan's eyes brimmed with excitement. He had thought he would have to wait a few more days; after all, Chen Fei had only arrived at Black City Market yesterday. Most people who came to Black City Market stayed for at least several days.

He had already endured and suffered for nearly three years, so a few more days would naturally have been no problem for Dai Fangxuan. But being able to kill Chen Fei shortly—wouldn't that be even more wonderful?

It would be best if Chen Fei were beaten to the brink of death. Then Dai Fangxuan would have ample time to properly deal with him. Letting Chen Fei die so simply—how could that possibly dispel the pain he had suffered for three years?

However, Dai Fangxuan had not made this request of Miao Qisheng. After all, he was asking someone for help. Miao Qisheng's willingness to assist was already an immense favor; saying too much would only be unseemly.

However, when Dai Fangxuan had deliberately mentioned Chen Fei's formidable physique and the exquisite inheritance he possessed, it had been not only to draw Miao Qisheng into acting, but also to intentionally have him spare Chen Fei's life.

After all, if Chen Fei was not carrying the technique on him, they would have to intensify the interrogation and pry the technique out of him. Once they had extracted it, whether Chen Fei lived or died presumably would no longer matter to Miao Qisheng.

At that point, Chen Fei's life and death would be completely in Dai Fangxuan's hands.

At the thought of this, excitement and chill mingled in Dai Fangxuan's eyes, while every kind of cruel torture passed through his mind.

Compared to Dai Fangxuan's agitation, Miao Qisheng appeared rather calm.

To Miao Qisheng, this was merely a matter