Feng Yun laughed so hard he could barely catch his breath, resting one hand on Fang Che's shoulder.
He said with a grin, "Night Demon, you'd better remember this clearly. Killing the others won't matter much, but if you kill Xue Changqing, then it won't just be a matter of you committing suicide. It'll be the same as killing me along the way."
He laughed. "In the mutual sharpening of blades between the younger generations on both sides, Xue Changqing is the one matched against me."
Fang Che said, "That's why I didn't dare move. But Young Master Yun, who made this rule? It's far too unfair."
"There's no way around it."
Feng Yun said, "This is actually a form of protection for us as well. Let alone the fact that I don't have the ability to break the rules—even if I did, I wouldn't dare. That would really be no different from suicide."
As he spoke, he suddenly laughed and said, "Look, look! That fellow from the Divine Ferret Sect, the one surnamed Dong—his eyes lit up when he heard us! Hahaha, killing one is the same as killing two. Quite a bargain, isn't it, Dong Yuanping?"
Dong Yuanping's face was gloomy. "Indeed. A super bargain."
Feng Yun laughed. "How does it feel to be left hanging in midair? I have to say, watching you flail your fists and kick your legs all alone up there inexplicably makes me want to laugh. What were you thinking? Dancing by yourself in midair?"
The moment he said this,
even Xue Changqing, who had just been taunted, burst out laughing.
In an instant, everyone turned their weapons outward in unison. Every bit of hostility had been shoved onto the Divine Ferret Sect by a single sentence from Feng Yun!
By then,
Yan