762 Onstage Confrontation

Li Feng's eyes glistened like a snake's.

He appeared bored and decided to casually stomp on Xia Ling. There was a clear sound of her bones breaking as she coughed blood. Li Feng found it interesting and used even more force.

Xia Ling was in so much pain, dark spots were clouding her vision. She felt like she might die.

Li Feng's eerie voice rang out. "What a pity, no one wants to trade… it seems like you aren't that popular here… how about this, let's play a little game." He reached for a whip on display and cracked it. Everyone could hear it sweep through the air.

Xia Ling was alerted by what he said—

"This whip was badly manufactured, it'll kill someone with just a few strokes. But I guess I'll make do with it."

He whipped it around for a while more and aimed it at Xia Ling. "Since nobody wants to trade for you," he laughed with those eyes of a devil. "Then we shall watch you come to the end of your life on this stage."