Suddenly, Qi Sheng fell silent. His legs went limp as he collapsed onto the ground, his arms hanging loose as though he were dead.
"Qi Sheng!" Qi Zhan's expression filled with grief and fury. He instantly appeared beside Qi Sheng and examined him for a moment, his face turning livid. The life force within Qi Sheng's body had faded away. Clearly, it had been caused by that finger strike.
Qi Sheng had fallen!
"You killed Qi Sheng!" Qi Zhan raised his head to look at Lin Taichu, his voice low and his eyes brimming with killing intent.
"You were the ones who provoked me first. Since you chose to attack me, you should have been prepared to die."
Lin Taichu glanced indifferently at Qi Sheng's corpse. "I advise you not to cause any more trouble. Otherwise, you will not be able to bear the consequences!"
"Are you threatening me?" Qi Zhan stared at Lin Taichu as an icy aura radiated from his body.
Qi Sheng was the son of the Qi Family patriarch and held an exalted status. Yet today, he had been killed. How could the Qi Family possibly let this grudge go unavenged?
"Or what?" Lin Taichu replied coldly. He then turned and drifted away, leaving behind two sentences. "Tell Qi Qiu that if he wants to avenge his younger brother, he can get out here himself. Otherwise, I'll personally send him on his way!"
"Bastard!" Qi Zhan cursed furiously. He had not expected Lin Taichu to be so arrogant and domineering, showing absolutely no regard for the Qi Family as he killed his second uncle in public.
Moreover, Lin Taichu's tone just now had been extraordinarily forceful, leaving no room whatsoever for negotiation.
"Father, what do you think?" Qi Zhan asked.
"Send several people to follow him