C2561 The Return of the Ghost King

At that moment, Feng Yixiu stood like an unyielding deity of judgment, his gaze devoid of mercy as he watched Watho's desperate attempt to escape. Regardless of the personal vendetta between Feng Yixiu and Watho, the latter's lifetime of sins alone warranted death a hundredfold. The blood of countless innocents stained his hands.

"Damn it