C711 Great General's Wind

Feng Yixiu's brow furrowed, and his hand, poised to reach out, paused mid-air. His icy gaze then shifted slowly to Chou Yueze.

"Sure, I fear death, but you're hardly worth the worry," Feng Yixiu said with a cold chuckle, downplaying the threat.

"You're pretty full of yourself, kid. But let me tell you, everyone who's spoken to me like that has ended up dead