At this moment, Lin Chong was in quite a miserable state. His hair was a tangled mess resembling a chicken's nest, his face was bruised and swollen, and he was being held by the neck in midair by Chu Feng, struggling in agony yet utterly powerless to break free.
"Chong'er!!" The person whose expression changed the most upon seeing Lin Chong was none other than Lin Moli. He pointed at Chu Feng and snarled viciously: "Chu Feng, release my Chong'er at once, or I'll tear you to pieces!!!"
"Oh? I say, Lord Manor Master, who exactly are you trying to scare? If I don't let him go, you'll tear me to pieces — so if I do let him go, are you going to have me drawn and quartered by five horses?"
"Damn it, before I ever laid eyes on you, you were already spreading lies that I'd stabbed you in the back, issuing orders to have me killed. You wouldn't even let people connected to me go. And now that I'm standing right in front of you, you're still spouting this same dog-shit rhetoric."
"I'm telling you, cut the crap. Release my big brother Qi Fengyang, or I'll skin this worthless son of yours alive!"
As Chu Feng spoke, he drew a dagger from his waist. The blade gleamed with a cold, sharp light — it was exceptionally keen. He'd grabbed it on a whim from Lin Chong's bedroom to use for intimidation; in moments like this, it was far more useful than the Ever-changing Bow he could conjure at will.
"You wouldn't dare!" Seeing this, Lin Moli, who doted on Lin Chong excessively, was terrified. His face twisted and he roared out threats.
"Hmph, I wouldn't dare? Watch closely and see whether I have the guts!!"
But Chu Feng merely let out a cold snort, then jerked his arm downward. The dagger in his hand became a streak of white light as it sliced across Lin Chong's palm.
"Ahhhhh~~~"
The instant the blade passed through, Lin Chong let out a wretched, ghostly shriek. Three of his fingers had been severed by Chu Feng. The pain was so excruciating that sweat poured from his head and both tears and snot streamed down his face. He, who had always lived above others, had never experienced such agony.
"Chu Feng, I'll kill you!!" This scene left Lin Moli seething with fury. His aged face turned purple with rage, and the look on his face made it seem as though he wanted to devour Chu Feng alive.
"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly!" Chu Feng let out a cold laugh, then brought the blade down once more. This time, he severed another two of Lin Chong's fingers.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!" At that moment, Lin Chong screamed even louder, crying out to Lin Moli through his sobs: "Father, release Senior Qi quickly, or your son is going to be tortured to death by him!!!"
"Release him! Release Qi Fengyang!" Seeing his precious son in such agony, Lin Moli's heart ached terribly, and he hurriedly ordered his release.
"No! We can't release him!" Upon hearing this, Yan Yangtian rushed to object.
"I'm the one in charge here! I said release him — release him now, immediately!!!" Lin Moli was furious. In his eyes, nothing was more important than his own son.
The guards of the Qilin Manor naturally dared not defy Lin Moli's orders. They quickly untied Qi Fengyang's ropes and dragged him out from beneath the guillotine blade.
"Everyone get away from the execution platform! NOW!" Chu Feng bellowed.
Lin Moli, terrified that his son would be harmed further, didn't dare delay. He immediately ordered everyone on the execution platform to evacuate, and he himself hurriedly left as well.
Only once everyone had moved far away from the platform did Chu Feng carry Lin Chong over to the execution platform with one hand. At this moment, he could sense just how weak Qi Fengyang was. It was clear that the older man had suffered tremendous torment over these past days. At the very least, Qi Fengyang currently had not a shred of fighting strength left.
"Big Brother, your little brother is late!" Chu Feng helped Qi Fengyang to his feet, his face full of guilt.
"Heh, you brat — I knew you'd come. Now isn't the time for sentimentality. Since you're here, you'd better get me out of here alive, or even if I become a ghost, I won't let you off."
Qi Fengyang was terribly weak, yet he was happy. At the very least, this proved that he hadn't helped Chu Feng in vain. He, Qi Fengyang, hadn't misjudged the young man.
"Relax. Even if we become ghosts, I'll be right there with you."
Chu Feng smiled calmly, then his gaze turned razor-sharp. He swept his eyes over the crowd before finally locking onto Yan Yangtian, who hovered in midair, and shouted: "Move!"
"You're not leaving here alive today!" But Yan Yangtian didn't budge, standing his ground, killing intent filling his eyes.
"I said move!" Seeing this, Chu Feng showed no mercy. He reached out, grabbed Lin Chong's arm, and wrenched it backward. With a sickening "crack," Lin Chong's arm was bent into a V-shape.