A gentle breeze swept past!
The once-noisy courtyard had fallen completely silent!
Three corpses, their eyes still wide in death, lay quietly on the cold ground, their faces still bearing the intense unwillingness and regret from before they died!
As for Wang Teng, the one the family elders had called "someone with the potential to become a Divine Emperor"!
Under the "care" of Angel Leng, Chengcheng, and the others, he had long since become a disgusting pile of mangled flesh, utterly beyond recognition as a human!
"Pah! And this is supposed to be someone with the potential to become a Divine Emperor?"
"He couldn't even take a beating. What a bore!"
Looking at the bloody, mangled heap of disgusting flesh beneath her feet, the mischievous Angel Leng lightly spat. Her exquisite little face, fair and smooth as jade, was filled with utter disgust!
As for Chengcheng and Xia He beside Angel Leng, as well as Yun Zhiyi and the others, they merely flicked the lingering blood from their divine swords, their faces equally expressionless!
As though killing this young master of the Wang Family was as ordinary as casually crushing an ant by the roadside!
From the moment Wang Teng and the others began issuing threats until they met their deaths!
From beginning to end, Qing Mo remained seated in his chair, too lazy to so much as raise his eyelids!
Other than the Gao Family, who had sought death themselves, he had been too lazy to pay attention to the other family factions in Yongchu City!
But this young master of the Wang Family had foolishly courted death. From the moment he entered, he had been unable to control his eyes, repeatedly sweeping his women with an unpleasant gaze!
Since that was the case!
Then Qing Mo could hardly