"Hm!?"
Zhao Changsheng was clearly stunned too. He hadn't expected anyone to pull a move like that.
I really am a good person!
Qin Feng couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
In the past, his conscience often tormented him, and he'd wanted to go to the Qin Huai River to cleanse his soul.
But after hearing Wei Jie's answer, his mind was instantly put at ease. He felt as if his whole being had been elevated, and a bright halo even appeared above his head.
At the same time, he began to think about what to do with Wei Jie.
He wouldn't even need to pay him a salary if he kept him around. But if he fell into someone else's hands, Qin Feng feared he'd suffer a great deal in the future.
Clang!!
Just as Qin Feng was about to find an excuse to spare Wei Jie, Lin San suddenly drew the Wuchen Sword in his hand.
A chilling sword intent burst from the Wuchen Sword. Its dark blade-light rang through heaven and earth with a crisp sword-song, slicing straight through Wei Jie's throat. Blood gushed out like a spring.
"Ugh..."
Wei Jie's eyes flew wide, and he reflexively raised a hand to clutch his neck.
Zhao Changsheng had beaten him down to a sliver of health, leaving him no way to dodge the strike. He could only let Lin San's sword intent surge into his body, severing his Primordial Spirit and Life Force completely.
"Someone of your birth doesn't deserve to live!"
Lin San stood proudly with the Wuchen Sword in hand, pure Righteous Qi swirling around him.
"Hey, why did you kill him!?"
Zhao Changsheng rushed forward anxiously, still hoping to save Wei Jie.
Although he wholeheartedly agreed that Wei Jie should be killed, if that had been