Su Xuefeng gave a sinister laugh and said indifferently, "Since I was the one who proposed this cooperation, then Su Zhenglong is now my token of sincerity. Do whatever you want with him. I won't interfere."
"Just don't beat him to death. Su Zhenglong is my son, after all. I still need to save face."
If Su Zhenglong died in front of Su Mansion, Su Xuefeng would still become the laughingstock of the entire city.
As soon as Su Xuefeng finished speaking, Hai He burst into laughter and stepped on Su Zhenglong. "Su Zhenglong, I never thought you'd see a day like this. I'll make you live like a dog... Who goes there?!"
Halfway through his words, Hai He's expression suddenly changed drastically, and he roared.
A shadow of a spear came crashing down. If he had not retreated quickly enough, the spear would have pierced straight through him.
The next instant, Sikong Jing landed atop the spear shaft and said coldly, "The one who's here to kill you."
The spear shaft sprang, and Sikong Jing shot toward Hai He with explosive force.
"A mere fourth level of the Dark Realm dares dream of killing me? I'll crush you to death."
Hai He did not care who Sikong Jing was. In his eyes, this brat was merely a tiny ant at the fourth level of the Dark Realm, yet he had dared launch a sneak attack and even claimed he would kill him. It was simply outrageous boasting.
But the moment they exchanged blows, Hai He realized he was wrong. This fourth-level Dark Realm cultivator was somewhat terrifying.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In the blink of an eye, Hai He and Sikong Jing were trading a flurry of punches.
Although Hai He held the advantage in true qi, in every other