Master Head of the Dragon Soul

Have these unfortunate individuals gone mad?

Are they truly willing to sacrifice their lives for mere military commendations, to the extent of self-destruction?

Ding Xian felt panic in his heart and inexplicably, a sense of humiliation arose. He was the esteemed young master of a prestigious family. Now, he was being suppressed by this group of impoverished soldiers within his own house. How could he endure this humiliation?

In a fit of anger, he shouted, "Do you think I'm afraid? If you have the courage, shoot me! Come on, if you dare, give it a try—"

Bang!

"Aargh!"

Before he could finish his words, Chen FengXing lowered the barrel of his gun and fired directly, shattering Ding Xian's right knee.

Ding Xian let out a piercing scream as blood gushed out, causing him to sweat in agony.

Yang Xue was even more frightened, her face turning pale, and she fainted, her eyes rolling back.

"Behave yourself, understand? We have just returned from the Xi Ye battlefield. We have taken hundreds of lives. Killing you would be as simple as slaughtering a chicken, got it?"

Chen Feng Xing patted Ding Xian's cheek and said coldly, "If you dare to utter another word, I'll crush your testicles and turn you into a eunuch."

Ding Xian trembled in fear and quickly closed his legs, begging for mercy, "I-I was wrong. Ask me anything; I'll tell you everything..."

Ding Xian no longer dared to be arrogant. He realized that these people were ruthless bandits, truly willing to take his life.

At this moment, two soldiers brought a chair, and Chu Feng sat confidently across from Ding Xian, calmly asking, "Did you tamper with the names of the soldiers on the 'List of Commendations'?" Ding Xian instinctively raised his eyelids and glanced at Chu Feng.

Compared to the menacing aura emanating from Chen FengXing and the others, Chu Feng appeared calm and composed, without a trace of menace. However, he exuded a mountain-like pressure, as if everything in the world was under his control, making people's hearts race.

"Yes, yes," Ding Xian answered with a stiff neck, not daring to hide anything.

"Why? Who instructed you to do it?" Chu Feng continued to inquire.

"Well..."

Ding Xian hesitated for two seconds, then gritted his teeth and said, "No one instructed me. I did it on my own."

"I simply cannot tolerate those unfortunate individuals. People with such lowly backgrounds should be. oppressed for their entire lives. Do they really believe that by going to the battlefield and killing a few enemies, they can bring honor to their ancestors? They are delusional!"

Chu Feng didn't respond; he simply waved his hand coldly.

Bang!

Chen Feng Xing immediately lowered his gun and once again shot through Ding Xian's left knee.

"Aargh!"

Ding Xian fell to the ground with a thud, screaming in pain and writhing.

Chu Feng looked at him coldly and said, "I have limited patience and no time to waste with you. I'll give you two choices."

"One, reveal the mastermind behind you, and we will settle the score together."

"Two, I'll shoot you dead right now and then go after each one of them."

"Think about it. Which option do you prefer?"

Ding Xian's eyes widened in shock, his mouth hanging wide open as if it could fit a coconut.

Expose the mastermind behind me and settle the score together?

Who does this guy think he is? So audacious and arrogant!

In the whole of Donghua, how many people dare to challenge the Martial Arts Alliance like this and settle the

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"W-Who are you?" Ding Xian's eyes twitched. He felt a tingling sensation on his scalp. It seemed he had messed with the wrong peop

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"A person who seeks justice and fairness."

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Chu Feng calmly glanced at him and said, "Have you decided which option to choose?"