Feedback From the Soul
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Gao Peng clapped. What a great idea! No one will know that I'm responsible if I kill everyone who knows something!
As if sensing what his master thought, the soul flame in Dumby's eyes expanded as a chilly killing intent emanated from Gao Peng. Although the three of his familiars didn't know what Gao Peng was thinking about, they could clearly feel the murderous aura.
Tong Ying, who had been silent the entire time, suddenly roared, "Kill me! The men of the Sang Tong Tribe aren't afraid to die!"
"Then I will fulfill your wishes," said Gao Peng casually.
Dumby's mind moved, and Tong Ying's soul was forcefully taken away, the life in his eyes instantly vanishing. Life was like a flicker of flame. Sometimes, with just a simple whiff, it was gone.
"Who's next?" Gao Peng glanced at the other two, his voice trembling a little.