Martial artists traveled quickly, and Lin Feng was drawing closer and closer to the gathering place.
"Lin Feng, stop right there!" a shout came from behind him.
Lin Feng turned around and saw that it was Chen Qiang's older brother, Chen Wen.
Chen Wen knew about Lin Feng because Chen Qiang had said he was taking Lin Feng along to serve as his human shield.
Chen Wen had strongly approved of his younger brother's decision.
In the eyes of Chen Wen and the others, ordinary people existed only to sacrifice themselves for people of their exalted status.
Today, however, Chen Wen saw that Lin Feng had returned alone. He suddenly felt that something was wrong and immediately called out to question him.
When Lin Feng saw Chen Wen, he had no desire even to answer.
If these self-important people provoked him, Lin Feng didn't mind turning them all into points.
Ignoring Chen Wen, Lin Feng turned to leave.
Seeing Lin Feng ignore him, Chen Wen felt insulted.
In a flash, Chen Wen darted in front of Lin Feng and blocked his path.
"What are you doing? You're in my way." Lin Feng was extremely annoyed.
"Lin Feng, where's my brother?" Chen Wen asked, suppressing the fury in his heart.
"Which one is your brother? Chen Qiang? If it's him, then too bad. You won't be seeing him again. He was eaten by a strange beast."
Lin Feng's words sent Chen Wen into a rage. "Lin Feng, if you don't want to die, be good and tell me exactly where my brother is."
Lin Feng had nothing but contempt for Chen Wen's threat. Who do you think you are, daring to threaten your grandpa?
"I already told you. What can I do if you don't believe me? It was so miserable. He was eaten by a strange beast, bite by bite. His screams before he died were awful." Lin Feng described Chen Qiang's miserable end.
The expression on Lin Feng's face was utterly serious. Anyone who didn't know Lin Feng had killed Chen Qiang might have thought Chen Qiang really had died at the hands of a strange beast.
Chen Wen told himself his brother couldn't have died at the hands of a strange beast, but Lin Feng's expression made his own grow increasingly grave.
"All right, I've said my piece. A good dog doesn't block the road. You can get lost now." Lin Feng gave Chen Wen no face at all.
With that, Lin Feng shrugged and knocked Chen Wen aside.
Chen Wen watched Lin Feng's retreating figure, his eyes gradually turning red.
"Why? Why is trash like you still alive, while my brother is dead?"
"Lin Feng, why? Why don't you go die? Why didn't you die in my brother's place?"
Chen Wen kept muttering to himself, staring fixedly at Lin Feng's back.
At last, the fury in Chen Wen's heart erupted completely.
"Lin Feng, you deserve to die! Why didn't you die with my brother?" Chen Wen roared.
The next moment, Chen Wen charged straight at Lin Feng and sent a punch smashing toward his back.
Chen Wen was a year older than Chen Qiang, and his strength had long since reached Body Tempering Ninth Grade.
If he hadn't been competing for a place at Jiangnan First Martial University, Chen Wen would have left the Third Martial School long ago.
With a whoosh, Chen Wen's fist hurtled toward Lin Feng, trailing the howl of the wind.
The students watching hadn't expected Chen Wen to be so shameless as to launch a sneak attack from behind. They cried out in alarm, drawing even more attention.
Boom! Before everyone's eyes, Chen Wen's fist slammed into Lin Feng's back with a tremendous crash.
No one thought Lin Feng could withstand Chen Wen's punch. He was bound to be seriously injured.
But to everyone's surprise, the force of the punch merely pushed Lin Feng a few steps forward before he came to a stop.
The scene seemed to freeze. Everyone was stunned.
No one could understand why Lin Feng had taken Chen Wen's punch head-on yet looked completely unharmed. Had Chen Wen held back?