Li Yongchao also felt the murderous intent, disbelief in his eyes: "Are you suspecting I'm lying to you?"
"If I wanted this information, I wouldn't need you to act, nor would I need to ambush you."
"I had already arranged for someone to follow Mu Feng all along, and he is my most loyal subordinate."
Upon hearing this, the man in black sneered even more: "Do you know that your most trusted subordinate was about to betray you, and I stopped him at the crucial moment?"
"If I hadn't stopped him, I wouldn't have been exposed so quickly."
"Otherwise, where do you think my injuries came from?"
"If I wanted to hide, no one could find me. It's time for us to settle accounts."
Saying this, he produced a flying dagger from his hand that was not disabled.
"I don't want the reward you promised me anymore. Now I want your life."
"If you want to kill me, you have to pay the price."
Li Yongchao could already feel the strong killing intent, his voice trembling as he said: "Don't kill me, I can give you many benefits. You should know the strength of my Li family. If anything happens to me, the Li family will absolutely not let it go."
"If the Li family finds you, you will only die a miserable death."
"Why don't you take the benefits and leave now? I definitely won't resent you, after all, you were injured because of my carelessness."
The man in black, however, let out a cold laugh: "Young Master Li, do you think I will take your words seriously?"
"Don't think I don't know what kind of person you are."
"You are very petty, and anyone who has offended you has never had a good end."
"Even if I don't kill you, you will find someone to deal with me, because you are afraid I will expose the news to Mu Feng. So, I might as well get rid of you directly to end it cleanly. At least even if I die, having the eldest young master of the Li family as my escort in the underworld is worth it."
He was about to throw the flying dagger in his hand.
But in the next second, a faint voice came from behind him, and his whole body trembled violently.
"Do you know why he didn't die after offending me but ended up in the hospital?"
The cold words made him suddenly turn his head, and when he saw Mu Feng behind him, he felt terrible.
He also realized a problem: Mu Feng wasn't unable to catch up to him just now.
It was because he wanted to bait.
To lure out the true person behind him.
A faint smile appeared on Mu Feng's face, and looking at the man in black who was like facing a great enemy, he said lightly: "I already told you earlier that you should leave something behind."
"You want me to leave something behind? You want my life!" the man in black couldn't help but shout.
Mu Feng, however, smiled: "You are also considered a martial artist."
"Don't you understand the rules between martial artists?"
"If you want to kill me, then your life belongs to me. Whether to hang or to keep is my decision."
"And no one can stop me."
"Martial artists have always been about whoever has the bigger fist has the say."
As his voice fell, he reached out and patted the man in black's shoulder.
The man in black originally wanted to run, but he found he couldn't move at all. He didn't even realize when a silver needle had been inserted into him.
At this moment, he finally understood the true terror of Mu Feng.
His face was filled with extreme fear, his muscles twitching constantly.
"Spare me!"
"I can help you, I have strength, I will do anything you want me to."
"Anything that is inconvenient for you to do, you can hand it over to me. I'll be your dog, specializing in cleaning up the trash."
Mu Feng smiled indifferently: "You are not worthy!"
"Walk slowly on the road to the Yellow Springs. It won't be long before Li Yongchao will accompany you. He won't die today."
"Because he still needs to wait for someone to arrive."
After speaking, he directly brushed past the man in black.
Li Yongchao, lying on the bed, watched very clearly. Mu Feng hadn't done anything, yet the man in black's pupils were gradually widening, until his life disappeared from his eyes, still carrying confusion and bewilderment.
More than anything, it was fear, the fear of facing death.
"Did he die of fright?"
His words slipped out subconsciously.
Mu Feng smiled and shook his head: "His heart meridian is broken. I believe you should understand what that means, since you are also from an ancient martial arts family, just a bit more useless."
Li Yongchao's pupils suddenly constricted. Only now did he realize the seriousness of the situation. Mu Feng was the one who would truly put him to death.
Perhaps when facing the previous man, he still had something to entice him, to make him stop.
But when he faced Mu Feng again, he only felt that overwhelming killing intent rushing towards him.
His voice began to tremble violently: "You've already made me suffer enough. Now I'm lying in bed, unable to move anything except my mouth, and I'm constantly having spasms that bring excruciating, bone-piercing pain."
Hearing this, Mu Feng smiled and shook his head.
His gaze also became a little colder: "You are mistaken, you are still somewhat free and unfettered."
"Even if you can't move, you can use the wealth of your Li family to find people to continue the action."
"I gave you a chance earlier, allowing you to retain the ability to speak. I originally intended for you to call all your Li family members, but I didn't expect you to not cherish this opportunity at all."
"Since you don't know how to cherish it, I will directly take back your ability to speak."
Li Yongchao's expression was terrified: "Don't give it to me..."
"I can call my family now and have them all come over."
"I didn't know your intentions before. I thought you let me go on purpose, thinking you wanted me to continue suffering like this."
"This is torture and torment to me. I've never suffered such pain in my life, but now I'm experiencing it all. Please, let me suffer for a while longer."
Mu Feng said with a half-smile: "Alright, I'll grant your wish."
"You want to suffer for a longer time? Let me worsen it for you, so you can repay all the sins you've committed in the past."
"Killing you now is giving you a quick release, liberating you."
As his voice fell, a silver needle silently pierced him.
Li Yongchao still wanted to say something, but he found that his mouth was open, yet he couldn't utter a sound.
At this moment, Mu Feng's hand still didn't stop.
A look of even greater terror appeared on his face. He wanted to ask Mu Feng what else he planned to do, but before he could speak, he understood.