Hearing that voice, Songcai's face immediately turned ashen.
The next moment, Songcai suddenly screamed hysterically, "This is impossible! How could you still be alive! Could all of my over a hundred men have been evaded by you? You can't be that powerful, it's impossible!"
Fang Yi walked out of the woods and slowly approached the frenzied Songcai, who was now kneeling on the ground, and when Fang Yi stood before him, he towered over him.
Fang Yi, his hands in his pockets, looked at Songcai, whose face was ashen yet unwilling, and said indifferently, "I did indeed evade them, one hundred and fifteen men, not one less, all sent to Hell."
That shook Songcai to his core, his heart stabbing fiercely as if pierced by a sharp knife, trembling immensely.
Indeed, the other party had gotten everything right, one hundred and fifteen people—if it wasn't for counting them one by one, he wouldn't have known the number.
