"A... almost a million people? I... I didn't hear that wrong, did I?"
"Is that kid's head kicked by a donkey? Only a fool would believe that!"
"Only an idiot would believe it, he doesn't seem much older than us. Even if he started killing in the womb, it wouldn't be that many, right?"
The disciples of the Xuan Yun Sect all looked with eyes of ridicule, no one believed it at all.
Bright Moon looked at Feng Wuchen with a bewildered expression. She knew Feng Wuchen's methods and knew he was a ruthless killer, but the claim of nearly a million had truly stunned Bright Moon.
"Brother, don't scare me. Did you really kill so many?" Tianming asked, dumbfounded, clearly not daring to believe it either.
"Just said it casually," Feng Wuchen grinned.
Feng Wuchen didn't actually kill that many; it was just an exaggeration.
"Just said it casually?" Bright Moon couldn't help rolling her eyes.
"Brother Tianming, leave the rest to me." Feng Wuchen said calmly.
