Yun Luofeng's Anger (4)

When Long Fei finished speaking, a chilly feeling came up from the bottom of the feet of Tian Zhu, causing him to shiver from the cold and fearfully look up at the cold-eyed girl in front of him.

"Qingyan, Ye Ling," Yun Luofeng slightly raised her brows and icily ordered, "however he treated Zhong Ling'er, I want it returned to him doubled. I'll let you handle this matter."

Die? That was too simple for a monster like him. She would never permit him to die that easily.

"Yes, Miss."

"Yes, Master."

Understanding her meaning, Qingyan and Ye Ling cupped their fists in salute and walked toward Tian Zhu, who had fallen on the ground.

"Don't...don't come here!" Tian Zhu looked at the approaching duo, and the fear in his eyes intensified. He was about to cry out for help when Qingyan leaped up and landed a kick on his body.

Tian Zhu, whose face had turned ghastly white, nearly spat out blood from her kick. But this wasn't enough.