At this point, nothing useful could be extracted from Wang Kuan's mouth.
Yet Chu Qing didn't let him die too easily... considering the actions of this man and Li Shengxing, letting them die comfortably would be too lenient.
Chu Qing pressed his fingers together like a saber, transforming his breath into a blade, and sliced Wang Kuan amid his angry curses and pleading cries.
His Saber Technique was so powerful, so precise, so accurate, that Wang Kuan watched his flesh separate from his body, but stubbornly refused to die.
Only when he was nearly shaved down to a skeleton did he reluctantly breathe his last.
After completing this task, Chu Qing returned to Qiushi Manor above.
Within the manor, there was a deathly silence. Yu Shiliu and others gathered together, unsure of what fate awaited them.
Chu Qing looked at them with some difficulty.
He waved his hand to summon Yu Shiliu, who dared not be negligent. In her eyes, Chu Qing was akin to an Immortal from the heavens.
