"Ning Xi, do you realize what you are doing? If you want to die, could you please find a better way to do it? Don't disgrace the organization," the middle-aged man chastised loudly as he caught Ning Xi.
Upon hearing the middle-aged man's rebuke, Ning Xi's face turned red instantly. He felt truly embarrassed, barely understanding what he was doing. With an awkward expression, he apologetically replied.
"Uncle Long Hong, I am really sorry, it's all my fault. You have been troubled because of me. This won't happen again, I hope you can forgive me this time."
Sensing Ning Xi's deep sense of regret, Long Hong nodded slightly, then coldly stared at Ye Feng in front of him and said harshly.
"It seems you have gone too far. Today I will punish you on behalf of those deceased brothers. I will use your flesh and blood to commemorate their spirits in heaven."
Long Hong bellowed arrogantly and charged towards Ye Feng, his hands constantly changing gestures, a prelude to using Ninjutsu.
