"No, don't!"
Feng Zi lay bound on the floor, his dantian sealed, and shouted to stop him.
"Brother Feng, don't open the door! If you do, he'll have nothing holding him back. He'll kill us!"
With the Secret Chamber still sealed, they held something they could use against Feng Yanning.
But once it was opened and Old Madman taught Feng Yanning the Secret Technique, they would have nothing left.
"Won't open it?"
Feng Yanning gave a cold laugh.
He raised his hand, forming a massive Spiritual Energy Hand that seized Feng Zi by the neck and lifted him off the floor.
"If he won't open it, you can die right now!"
Old Madman shouted in panic, "You—you promised you wouldn't hurt me or Zi Er!"
"Oh, right. I did promise you."
Feng Yanning smiled faintly. "Then I suppose I can't kill her myself."
Only then did Old Madman relax.
It seemed Feng Yanning kept his word.
But...
Old Madman relaxed too soon. Feng Yanning's lips curled as he formed another Spiritual Energy Hand.
Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
Four sharp snaps rang out.
Before Old Madman's horrified, heartbroken eyes, Feng Yanning broke all four of Feng Zi's limbs.
"You... What have you done? What have you done?! You promised me you wouldn't hurt Zi Er..."
"I only promised not to kill either of you. Breaking her limbs was merely to keep her from escaping. What, would you like to try it too?"
Old Madman shuddered.
Feng Yanning fixed him with a hard stare.
"Open that door, now. Otherwise, I'll leave both of you with four useless limbs! Then I'll throw you to the poisonous insects on the Back Mountain. Whether you survive will be up to fate. After all, I won't have killed you myself."
A chill spread through Old Madman's