"What's going on?" Ye Qingfeng stepped forward and directly grabbed Wang Siyu's arm to ask.
His expression was indifferent, and the killing intent on his body was almost tangible.
He had nearly died in the West just to get this Flame Stone, which was meant for Zhong Ming's cultivation.
And now they're telling him that Zhong Ming is dead!
With Ye Qingfeng's indifference, he could disregard anyone's death.
But Zhong Ming was loyal to him, practically one of his own, and whoever dared to kill Zhong Ming, Ye Qingfeng would surely grind them to dust!
"You're hurting me." Wang Siyu cried out in some pain, as Ye Qingfeng was using too much force.
Ye Qingfeng let go of Wang Siyu's hand and sternly asked, "What exactly happened?"
