Feng Yun wore a solemn expression, sitting ramrod straight as he looked into Fang Che's eyes and said each word distinctly, "Night Devil, I'll tell you again: Yu Fengshen absolutely cannot be allowed to remain alive! Even if we set aside the question of our own life and death, we still have to consider the problem of her constantly disrupting the balance."
"If we let her live, she'll definitely cause even greater trouble in the future! So even if her cultivation of the Severing Emotions Great Art was permitted by Yan Vice Head Sect Leader, and even if he has other considerations and backup plans, I'd still rather risk the consequences of enraging Yan Vice Head Sect Leader than let her live!"
"I know. I've remembered it for a long time."
Fang Che sighed. "It's just a pity that I haven't even seen Yu Fengshen's face."
"You will eventually."
Feng Yun said, "When you're confident you can make your move, bring out your Night Devil trait of being utterly unreasonable and chop her down for me!"
"Fine."
Fang Che had truly never seen Feng Yun harbor such murderous intent toward anyone.
Yu Fengshen was the first.
His heart felt somewhat melancholy. Yu Tianxia—it really was a pity.
"You and I should stay put in the southeast for now. Don't run around."
Feng Yun warned him, "Now that Yu Tianxia is dead, Eastern Chief Strategist will definitely try to make up for it. He may not trace it back to me, but if he discovers you're the Night Devil, then... you'll have to be killed, no matter what."
"Wouldn't killing people in the southeast amount to the same thing?"
"Not the same. The southeast is currently the territory of Xue Changqing and me. The outcome of our rivalry matters more than