"You... you... what do you want?" At that moment, Dai Shu completely lost his composure. His earlier calm was gone, replaced by boundless terror.
This place — no village ahead, no town behind — was the perfect spot to kill someone and get away with it. That was precisely why he had chosen this location to make his move against Chu Feng.
But now, their roles had taken a dramatic reversal. The one who should have been the killer had become the prey.
He was afraid — deeply, genuinely afraid. Although, strictly speaking, this area was still within the Spirit World Alliance's territory, as a member of the Alliance, he knew full well that nobody guarded this place.
If Chu Feng truly had the audacity to kill him here to silence him, no one would ever find out. He would die here, and no one would ever know who killed him.
"I don't want anything special — I just want you to understand what kind of price you have to pay for making a move against me, Chu Feng," Chu Feng said.
"You wouldn't dare! Do you know what this place is? Do you know who I am?"
"Lay a finger on me here, and forget about leaving unscathed — your whole family will suffer for what you've done!"
Seeing that things were going badly, Dai Shu spat out a vicious threat, trying to use the Spirit World Alliance to intimidate Chu Feng and keep him from doing anything reckless.
"Is that so? Then I'd very much like to see whether, after I deal with you, I really can't walk away unharmed."
The moment those words left his mouth, thunder began crackling in Chu Feng's eyes. His expression turned ice-cold, and at the same time, a torrent of killing intent surged outward, blotting out sky and earth — like a demon lurking behind layers of dark clouds, it engulfed Dai Shu completely, sealing off every possible escape.
"No — don't kill me!" Feeling Chu Feng's killing intent, Dai Shu trembled violently. His legs buckled, and he suddenly felt a warm wetness spread through his pants as his crotch darkened with urine.
The sudden stench of urine made Chu Feng's brow furrow slightly. Then a contemptuous smirk appeared on his lips.
"Look at you. What a pathetic excuse for a man."
Seeing Dai Shu like this, Chu Feng truly lost any desire to kill him. For all his earlier bravado about wanting Chu Feng dead, the man was ultimately a complete coward.
Someone like this, even if spared, would never become a future threat — he simply didn't have the potential.
For Chu Feng, killing such a person would actually be letting him off easy. It was better to let him live, watch the gap between them grow ever wider, make him realize just how far behind he had fallen, make him regret what he had done today, and force him to live in endless fear for the rest of his life.
However, the killing intent Dai Shu had harbored earlier was very real — had Chu Feng not been powerful enough, he absolutely would not have let Chu Feng leave alive. Chu Feng would likely be dead at his hands today.
Therefore, for someone like this, even if Chu Feng spared his life, he would not let him walk away unscathed. A lesson was in order.
With that thought, Chu Feng grabbed Dai Shu's collar with one hand, clenched the other into an iron fist, and began raining blows onto Dai Shu's face.
After just a few light punches, Dai Shu's face was already bruised and swollen, covered in blood. His nose had been smashed flat, his front teeth shattered, and one of his eyes had been beaten blind.
But Chu Feng still wasn't satisfied. He shifted his fist into a claw-like grip, seized Dai Shu's arm, and snapped it with a clean break.
At the same time, he drove a savage kick into Dai Shu's right leg, snapping that as well.
"Ahhhhh!"
"Spare me! Spare me, I beg you! Brother Chu Feng — you're my grandfather, you're my ancestor! I'm begging you, just let me go! Stop hitting me!"
In the blink of an eye, Dai Shu was covered in wounds from head to toe. But aside from his wretched screams, he didn't dare utter a single defiant word. Instead, like a groveling wretch, he pleaded with Chu Feng over and over.
"Get lost. Your Grandpa Chu Feng is feeling generous today — I'll let you go." Suddenly, Chu Feng stopped and spoke coldly.
"You — you're really letting me go?" Hearing that Chu Feng was willing to release him, Dai Shu was both stunned and incredulous, staring at Chu Feng with suspicion, unable to believe what he was hearing was real.