"Spare me!"
Kou Zhengfeng cried out these words in a near-groan tone, as it was the only thing he could do at this moment.
"Spare me..." Xue An's lips curled up, a mocking glint in his eyes.
"Don't you think it's too late to say these words now?"
With that, a powerful force descended abruptly.
With a cracking sound, Kou Zhengfeng was forced to kneel to the ground, his knees crushed to powder.
"From the moment you aimed to make a name by stepping over me, you should have anticipated this day. Had you known fear and restrained yourself earlier, you wouldn't be facing this, but you didn't!"
Xue An leaned down, gazing into Kou Zhengfeng's panic-stricken eyes, his tone playful.
"Blinded by greed, all you thought about was using this to gain fame, never considering what price you might pay. Only when faced with death did you feel fear and learn to beg for mercy. But do you think... it's useful?"
