"I've never seen anyone this disgusting."
Shen Fei watched Yi Xiaochuan howl in pain, his gaze ice-cold. He had nearly failed to restrain himself and beaten him to death on the spot, but letting him die so easily would have been far too merciful. That was why he forcibly suppressed the killing intent in his heart.
Having traveled through numerous worlds, Shen Fei had encountered plenty of villains, including purely evil people like Tokinada Tsunayashiro. But someone as revolting as Yi Xiaochuan was a first.
What a transmigrator wanted to do varied from person to person. Some wanted to contend for supremacy, some wanted a harem, and some wanted to stand above all others. None of that was a problem; they were personal choices. But Yi Xiaochuan was nauseating. Shen Fei had never seen anyone with such outrageous double standards.
When others did the same things, it was changing history. When he did them, it somehow was not changing history. Worse, there was something deeply unsettling about it. Over the more than two thousand years after Yi Xiaochuan took the immortality elixir, had he actively pushed certain events forward to preserve his so-called history? The Upheaval of the Five Barbarians, for example.
That was what Shen Fei found most disgusting about him. Just from the way he desperately fawned over Liu Ji, some things were easy to imagine. The moment Shen Fei considered that possibility, he knew he would not let Yi Xiaochuan die easily.
"Find a physician to treat him. Don't let him die so simply. Afterward, hang him from the city wall."
Watching blood stream continuously from Yi Xiaochuan's severed arm, Shen Fei issued an order to the Xianyang officials nearby. Then he flicked his right hand and pulled the tiger-shaped pendant from Yi Xiaochuan's body.
"Give it