"Spare me, spare me!"
At this moment, Zheng Shiyong was plunged into the depths of despair.
He never could have imagined that all his schemes and calculations would end like this.
Zheng Zhenwu, a master at the Qi Blood Fourth Level Bone Forging Realm, couldn't even survive a single move from Chen Ping'an!
'He... he hid his strength so well!'
'Just what kind of person is he?!'
Despair, panic, terror, and dread intertwined in Zheng Shiyong's heart.
Behind all these emotions, an unstoppable feeling called regret surged forth.
Zheng Shiyong was filled with regret. So much regret.
Why did he have to provoke such a deadly foe? If he had known, he wouldn't have dared to steal his merits even if he had ten thousand times the courage.
But now... it was too late for anything!
Chen Ping'an walked up to Zheng Shiyong, yanked off his hood, and looked at the man's face, filled with regret, despair, and fear. Chen Ping'an's heart was a sea of tranquility.
