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C1178

As time trickled by, the miserable way Di Hongwen had begged Chen Yu for mercy, caused more and more people to feel that they couldn't bear it anymore.

However, there were still two people in the inn who were unmoved by Zhai Hongwen's begging.

Chen Yu was undoubtedly one of them, but the other person was still sitting on his seat, as though he was alone in a human realm, chewing on the food in his mouth slowly.

The person who was as indifferent as Chen Yu was the cold woman from the Purple Sun Martial School, Zhai Hongwen's target for this trip tonight.

Looking at Zhai Hongwen kneeling not far away with blood all over his face and his forehead twisted, even the lively woman sitting opposite the cold and beautiful woman felt some sympathy for Zhai Hongwen.

Every time Zhai Hongwen kowtowed, the lively woman would unconsciously quiver in fear.

"Senior Sister …" You see, that Zhai Hongwen almost lost his looks … "How about …"

Without waiting for the lively girl to finish her plea, the cold and beautiful girl angrily asked:

"Have you forgotten how he treated us?"

Under the reminder of the gorgeous woman, the lively junior sister instantly recalled Zhai Hongwen's arrogant and domineering appearance.

The unbearable words that Zhai Hongwen had said earlier were still lingering in his ears.

He had just thought that this person was a rather pitiful and lively woman, but she had changed her mind at once.

With an awkward expression, he stuck his tongue out at the beautiful woman, glanced at Di Hongwen who was still begging with Chen Yu from the corner of his eyes, and snorted angrily:

"Hmph, if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have done it this way. I would have deserved it!"

After he had finished speaking, he turned his head and looked down at the tableware on the table, not saying a word.

Of course, whether or not he would let Zhai Hongwen go was not the decision of either of the two women.

Now, even if the cold and beautiful woman begged for mercy on behalf of Zhai Hongwen, she still had to ask Chen Yu if he would agree.

After all, the person that Zhai Hongwen was scolding earlier was Chen Yu himself.

If Chen Yu still did not give up, no one would be qualified to plead on behalf of the kneeling Zhai Hongwen.

"Chen …" Helmsman Chen … Rao … "Mercy …"

In this short period of time, Zhai Hongwen, who had lost a lot of blood, was still begging Chen Yu with all his might.

However, this voice was so weak that even he himself could not hear it anymore.

At this moment, he could clearly feel his body becoming colder and colder, and his consciousness becoming a little blurry.

Even so, he didn't want to give up his only hope of survival.

As if he felt that the time was right, Chen Yu raised his leg and very slowly walked towards the kneeling Zou Hongwen.

He did not even look at Di Hongwen directly as he muttered to himself, "The thing that I, Chen Yu, am most afraid of is trouble …"

Chen Yu came to Zhai Hongwen's back while he was mulling over his emotions.

When the people in the inn saw that Chen Yu was finally going to attack Zhai Hongwen, they all held their breaths. They did not know how Chen Yu would deal with the Zhai Hongwen who had offended him.

However, everyone knew clearly that Chen Yu would never let this Zhai Hongwen get away with it.

"But since trouble has appeared, I naturally have to solve it. And to me, the best way to solve trouble is …"

Chen Yu's words did not hide the cold killing intent he had towards Zhai Hongwen.

As he spoke, Chen Yu's hand lightly rested on the back of Qu Hongwen's neck.

Chen Yu's eyes drooped. With one hand behind his back and the other around Zhai Hongwen's neck, he completed what he was about to say. "Let the trouble go away!"

He felt the warmth coming from the back of his neck from Chen Yu's hands.

Zhai Hongwen felt like she had fallen into a cave of ice.

"No …" "Don't …"

Zhai Hongwen shook his head with great difficulty as he told Chen Yu his final request.

Zhai Hongwen felt the strength in Chen Yu's hands gradually increasing as he grasped his neck. He really wanted to stand up and escape from Chen Yu's grasp.

However, no matter how hard he tried, his legs seemed to stick together with the ground.

There was no movement at all.

"No …"

Zhai Hongwen, who was grabbed by Chen Yu, squeezed out a "no" from his teeth with much difficulty. Words came out.

He, who wanted to raise his arm to pull Chen Yu's hand off his neck, had only raised his hand halfway when he could no longer muster any strength.

His entire face had turned incomparably red, and it was hard to tell if it was due to the blood that had previously dyed his face or from his suffocation.

Zhai Hongwen's head was burning like a piece of charcoal in a furnace, looking extremely ferocious.

The scene of Chen Yu holding onto Zhai Hongwen's neck with one hand behind his back caught the attention of everyone in the inn. They couldn't help but feel that it was extremely funny.

After all, on the surface, Chen Yu was just a practitioner at the peak of the Martial Saint Realm.

As for Zhai Hongwen, who was being held tightly in Chen Yu's hands, he was a genuine Half Immortal Realm expert.

Even though Zhai Hongwen's cultivation base was quite low.

But it wasn't like he couldn't even fight back against a Martial Saint Realm warrior, right?

Could it be that Zhai Hongwen still had the time to be afraid of the Royal Sky Sect behind Chen Yu in this life or death situation?!

Obviously not!

Amongst the dozens of people present, perhaps only the slightly drunk Gan Xiucheng knew how terrifying Chen Yu was.

However, if one were to say that Chen Yu, whose strength had completely suppressed Zhai Hongwen, had still not executed the Zhai Hongwen in front of him even now.

There was only one reason.

Torture!

For Zhai Hongwen, who possessed such a strong desire to survive.

If Chen Yu could just give him a quick death, it could be considered a relief.

However, he was on the verge of death, so he didn't know when he would die. To Zhai Hongwen, this was the most terrifying thing.

It could be the next second, or it could be a long time later.

The last of his sanity was swallowed up by fear.2

Zhai Hongwen's pupils suddenly contracted. Just as Chen Yu was about to break Zhai Hongwen's neck, an untimely voice rang out.

"Kid, please spare me while I'm at it …"

Chen Yu looked around, searching for the person who pleaded for mercy for Zhai Hongwen.

What they saw was a hunchbacked old man holding a walking stick made from a piece of ancient Wisteria wood, walking slowly towards Chen Yu while trembling in their vision.

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