Hun Changqing heard someone call out to stop him and wondered which fellow had grown tired of living this time. Curious, he turned around.
When he saw the young man staring fixedly at Medusa, undisguised lust gleaming in his eyes, Hun Changqing understood at once.
Putting himself in the young man's shoes, Hun Changqing admitted that his own desire would have been no less intense. He had been exactly the same when he first saw Medusa inside that flower bud. After looking, he had gotten what he wanted, but as for this fellow...
Hun Changqing shook his head and observed a moment of silence for the young man named Fan Something. Medusa had once been infamous for her savage brutality. This handsome fellow surnamed Fan would probably lose his life today.
"You're courting death!"
While Hun Changqing was mourning the handsome fellow, Medusa gave a cold snort. An utterly icy voice spilled from her lips, and she whipped her black sleeve through the air.
In an instant, Fan Ling, who had still been wearing his lecherous grin, burst apart from the inside out, spraying into a cloud of bloody mist.
The two Dou Wangs behind him froze, then followed Fan Ling in bursting into two clouds of bloody mist.
The mist became a rain of blood that dripped over the nearby crowd. Yet everyone simply let it fall on them, trembling all over and not daring to move.
Shock and terror filled their eyes. They all lowered their heads, not daring to look at the once-alluring sight beside Hun Changqing. A single glance could kill them!
"Heh heh..."
Hun Changqing swept his sinister gaze over everyone present, a chilling laugh escaping his lips. Then he led his two companions into the auction house.
Everyone who met Hun Changqing's icy gaze