All those present, including Lin Qiao'er, Wei Zidong, and Guozi, felt as if they were experiencing a shared sorrow at the sound of Sun Ziyan's loud laughter.
Was Ye Qiu truly doomed?
"You fool, why didn't you dodge?" Lin Qiao'er clenched her fists and cursed.
"The instructor, he..."
Many of those present had been trained by Ye Qiu. Now, seeing him enveloped in Sun Ziyan's dark aura, it was clear that this was no easy fix—it seemed the instructor's fate was likely dire.
Many even shed tears, recalling the times they had spent training with Ye Qiu.
"Ye Qiu, how does it feel? This energy won't kill you immediately because I don't want you dead yet. Next, you'll watch helplessly as I kill all these people."
"Oh, and after I've killed them, I'm going to find Shen Mengchen, so you can watch how I torment her, how I'll make you pay back a hundredfold the pain I suffered."
