Feng Jun could not stand the sight of people kneeling. There was no particular reason; he simply disliked it.
Kneeling to heaven, kneeling to earth, kneeling to one's parents—that was fine. Kneeling to one's master... well, that was acceptable too.
Other than that, no one should even think of making him kneel. In this life, he probably would not have a chance to propose marriage anyway.
Since he detested kneeling, he naturally could not bear to watch others kneel either. When others knelt to beg for mercy, it instead intensified his urge to kill.
Yet before this insignificant guard, he could scarcely muster any killing intent, so he could not be bothered to pursue the matter further.
Thus, he waved a hand impatiently. "Go report this. If there's nothing else, stay far away!"
It showed how softhearted he still was—he had actually remembered to warn the other party to keep his distance.
Flame City reacted swiftly. In the next moment, dense ranks of soldiers appeared atop the city walls.
Some pointed at the pair, while others shifted enormous city-defense crossbows.
Seeing this, Yi Jue raised a hand without hesitation. A bolt of lightning descended from the heavens and struck a city-defense crossbow dead on.
The crossbow instantly shattered, turning into chunks of charred black debris. The three soldiers beside it also fell to the ground, blackened all over.
Soon after, the smell of scorched protein wafted through the air.
"En-en-en-enemy attack!" someone cried desperately, yet no one dared make another move.
The soldiers had all seen clearly that someone had acted on their own initiative and assumed an attacking posture, which was why they had been struck.
They had truly brought this upon themselves. These people could destroy the three major forces of Twin Towers City, yet a mere city-defense