The people on Lord Wu's side had long been unhappy with Feng Dengfeng and his crew. Their companion Little Yu had just been attacked, and that was the spark that finally set their anger ablaze.
How much could anyone be expected to tolerate?
That bastard Feng Dengfeng had brazenly come to their doorstep to bully them.
This wasn't just a provocation. It was a slap in Lord Wu's face. Who among Lord Wu's people could accept such humiliation?
So when Lord Wu gave the order, his men charged straight in. One of them was especially fierce. Gripping a dagger, he repeatedly stabbed Old Tang in the kidney.
Old Tang was surrounded on all sides. He couldn't move his hands or feet, and could barely move at all. He'd reacted quickly, but Lord Wu's people were quicker still. They'd already been waiting for a chance to strike.
Screams rang out again and again. Blood poured from Old Tang's side, and his face turned deathly pale, as if all the blood had been drained from him.
Feng Dengfeng probably never expected things to deteriorate so badly so quickly. He hadn't expected Old Wu to be so brazen, either!
He'd thought that with Lord Tree Ancestor keeping him in check, Old Wu wouldn't dare kill anyone in front of him, no matter what.
But the scene before his eyes told him mercilessly that he'd misjudged Old Wu's resolve and courage.
Old Wu had done what Feng Dengfeng thought he wouldn't dare to do—and he'd done it right in front of him.
Feng Dengfeng's face went ashen. He cried out in a shrill voice, "Old Wu, you've murdered one of our own! Do you really think Lord Tree Ancestor won't punish you?"
Lord Wu replied coldly, "A life for a life. That's only right.