Seeing that Li Feng's arm had started to frost over, Tong Ling'er curled her lips into a cold smile, "You're not going to beg for mercy, huh?"
"Let's see how long you can hold out."
Liu Qinghou, watching from the side with the other two, also began to feel a bit worried about Li Feng.
"This kid's really tough, still not surrendering."
Jin Manlou looked at the frost-covered Li Feng, clicked his tongue, and there was a hint of admiration in his words.
"But we can't let the little shopkeeper take his life. After all, he's a distinguished guest at our Tongfu Inn. If he dies here, it would ruin our reputation."
Shui Furong gave a nod: "Let the little shopkeeper teach him a lesson and vent his anger, but you all know the little shopkeeper's temperament."
"Besides, the little shopkeeper likely knows better than to actually kill him."
