"Hehe, that's right."
"What did you do to Rongrong?" Ning Fengzhi stared fixedly at Jiang Chen.
"Hehe, I only stripped her while she was unconscious from grief, then some wonderful things happened. Otherwise, where do you think these clothes came from?"
"You—" Ning Fengzhi's chest heaved violently. Overwhelmed by rage, he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
"You'll die a horrible death!" he roared like a beast, tears streaming down his aged face.
His beautiful, adorable daughter had actually suffered such a tragic fate.
Jiang Chen smiled. "Sect Master Ning, don't get too angry. Otherwise, if you die, you won't get to see the grandson who'll soon be born."
Ning Fengzhi's face filled with hatred. "Spirit Hall, you man-eating demons. One day, you'll be destroyed by those of righteousness. It's a pity I won't live to see that day."
"Don't worry. You'll see Spirit Hall grow ever more prosperous." Jiang Chen walked up to Ning Fengzhi, his sharp fingernails piercing the man's skin.
The toxins inside Ning Fengzhi rapidly gathered toward Jiang Chen's fingers and were absorbed into his body.
"What exactly are you trying to do?"
Ning Fengzhi asked hatefully. With his current injuries, he could not even sit up, much less resist.
"Nothing. I just want you to live a little longer and witness Spirit Hall's glory."
As he spoke, a new poison flowed from Jiang Chen's hand into Ning Fengzhi's body.
His Corpse Poison was immensely toxic and possessed many properties. The poison he injected into Ning Fengzhi this time was not lethal, but it would remain in Ning Fengzhi's body forever, ensuring that he could only ever be a cripple.
A moment later, Jiang Chen withdrew his finger and said casually, "All right. It's time I returned these clothes to your precious daughter."
As he