Mu Feng said with a half-smile, "Your so-called inescapable net is nothing but a joke in my eyes."
"Take the poison you're using now, for instance. To be honest, I don't even consider it a threat. It couldn't possibly break through my current spiritual energy condensation."
"If I wanted to kill you, I would only need to dissipate the poison. However, since you've preemptively taken an antidote, killing you with this poison won't be easy, though it can still cause you some physical damage."
"I know someone must have given you this poison, otherwise, you wouldn't have it. And the person who gave it to you must have warned you beforehand that once you took the antidote, you should retreat immediately and not underestimate the situation. Otherwise, if you inhale too much of the poison, you'll be severely affected yourself."
"But you didn't heed their advice. Are you feeling your body gradually losing strength now?"
Upon hearing this, Hei She's expression grew increasingly grim. He had indeed listened to those people's instructions, but to display his anger, he had spoken too much and lingered for too long. He had never imagined that Mu Feng's strength would be so formidable, possibly even beyond his comprehension. The experts, whom he had considered capable of flying and遁地 (dun di - moving through the earth), had given him poison that Mu Feng so easily neutralized, sending shockwaves through his heart.
"How is that possible?"
"Mu Feng, you absolutely cannot break this poison. It's already..."
However, before he could finish, Mu Feng's expression turned mocking. He tightened his grip slightly, and the thin, cicada-wing-like dagger now rested in his hand.
"You'll soon know if it's possible."
"I don't care who is behind you. Right now, I just want to kill you. After all, those people will eventually reveal themselves. You won't know where to find any clues about them. You've already fallen into someone's trap; you're just a tool being used."
After he finished speaking, Hei She's face contorted dramatically. He knew his role very well and understood his purpose, but he had never imagined he would one day find himself in such a helpless state. He immediately tried to retreat, but before he could take a few steps, Mu Feng grabbed him by the neck, his eyes glinting with sharp intensity.
"I'll give you one chance. Tell me who is behind you, and perhaps I can give you a quick end. After all, your death back then was meant to resolve all matters."
"If I had known that others were behind your actions back then, I would have investigated further. I have uncovered some information, but I haven't delved too deep, because I know that those people control more than just you."
"If they wanted to kill you, it would be easier than crushing an ant, but they deliberately threw out bait. Tell me, who is behind you?"
Hearing this, Hei She's face contorted into a ferocious grimace. "Mu Feng, don't expect to get any information from me. I will absolutely not tell you."
"If you want to find them, you can go kill yourself and find the King of Hell. Perhaps the King of Hell can give you a clear answer."
"We, the Feiying (Flying Eagles), pride ourselves on our integrity. You people never do anything excessive, but you don't know how much heinous deeds they have committed for the sake of impending profits. If you want to find trouble with them, go directly to them. You don't need to come to me."
As Hei She spoke, he could barely breathe. He clung to the hand on his neck, managing to utter a few words, his eyes filled with boundless rage. He knew he had been tricked and that he had become a tool in someone else's hands. But he had no regrets, for he knew that with his strength, seeking revenge against Mu Feng was a joke. Mu Feng's current level had far surpassed his understanding. His heart was filled with fear, but he hadn't completely given up. If given a chance, he would never bother Mu Feng again, but would he get such a chance now? As this thought crossed his mind, a hint of fear appeared on his face.
Mu Feng said with a half-smile, "Since you don't want to tell me who is behind you, I have no need to ask further. I'll grant you the dignity of a swift death."
As his voice fell, the strength in his hand suddenly intensified. Hei She felt as if his neck was being suffocated, preventing even a single breath from entering his lungs. Extreme fear flashed in his eyes. Facing death, he found himself far from calm. At this moment, his mind held only one thought: if he could escape this, he would never seek out Mu Feng again, would flee as far as possible, and would never appear before Mu Feng again.
Mu Feng's smile became more pronounced. "I knew you wouldn't tell me, and I don't need to ask what those guys are trying to do. I know very well."
"Killing them would be easy for me, but they are like cockroaches and rats hiding in the sewers. It's difficult to catch them all."
"However, I will always strive in this direction. At the very least, I need to know who was responsible for wiping out our family."
As his voice concluded, the grip on his hand tightened further. Hei She's eyes pleaded, but Mu Feng offered no reprieve. Mu Feng knew well that Hei She was merely cannon fodder in someone else's scheme and could not provide any useful information.
"You can die now. You have no regrets in this life. You will simply go to the underworld to answer for the wicked deeds you have committed in your life. In your next life, even if you are reborn as a beast, I will not be surprised. After all, you have committed too many inhumane acts. I will not offer any explanations for your actions. My purpose is simple: to send you to meet the King of Hell."
"Merits and demerits will be judged by others," Mu Feng stated coldly, his grip tightening once more.