At this moment, after discovering Chu Feng was a Grandmaster, Di Ji's face turned slightly pale. She felt a sense of dread. Grandmaster, only five in the entire country, why had she never heard of Chu Feng among them? Had the five Grandmasters of the Dragon Country now become six?
"I know you have a connection with a Grandmaster," Chu Feng calmly interrupted Di Ji. "What does that have to do with me? Just a Grandmaster."
Just a Grandmaster?
Chu Feng's words stunned Di Ji. She stared blankly at Chu Feng. Someone who could say "just a Grandmaster"?
Was this Chu Feng a madman? Did he think he was more powerful than a Grandmaster?
At this moment, she overturned her previous speculation. It seemed Chu Feng wasn't a Grandmaster at all, but at best, a peak Grandmaster who was arrogant due to early success.
Such a person could only be described as ignorant.
With this thought, the panic on Di Ji's face subsided considerably. "Chu Feng, it seems you don't know what a Grandmaster truly represents, nor do you know the consequences of opposing me in the capital."
"Consequences?"
Chu Feng's hand moved from Di Ji's waist upwards, then he gently stroked her cheek. "And do you know the consequences of opposing me?"
"You..."
Before Di Ji could reply, Chu Feng's hand clamped around her neck. A sudden, intense sense of suffocation and pain overwhelmed her. Her hands struggled powerlessly. The vital energy within her was completely suppressed in her dantian, making it impossible for her to enter the fetal breathing state.
"Di Ji!"
The faces of the fifteen bodyguards changed, and they cried out in alarm.
They attacked Chu Feng almost simultaneously.
If they didn't act now, they would never have to act again in their lives!
If Di Ji died, it meant they would all have to be buried with her.
"Did I allow you to come over?"
Chu Feng, holding Di Ji by the neck, glared back.
Instantly, a killing aura filled the entire sky garden. These martial masters and martial grandmasters froze in place.
It wasn't that they didn't want to move.
It was that under this oppressive aura, their bodies completely refused to obey.
This person...
Is he really a Grandmaster?!
Chu Feng, holding Di Ji by the neck, said slowly, "Originally, I didn't like to lay hands on women, but unfortunately, your surname is Zheng."
Di Ji was from the Zheng family, and who knew how much blood had been shed by her hands.
After saying this, Chu Feng tightened his grip, instantly crushing Di Ji's neck.
Di Ji's entire neck caved in. Blood spurted from her seven orifices, and her eyes bulged out as if about to fall.
"Ah!!!"
Jiang Yuan and Yan Zhifei screamed almost simultaneously.
Especially Jiang Yuan, she now understood that Chu Feng was a madman, a pervert, a complete murderer! What she had just witnessed was thousands of times more shocking than what happened at the Dongfang family!
At such close range, with such a violent method of killing, Jiang Yuan covered her head with her hands. Chu Feng was too terrifying, more terrifying than Di Ji... he would kill if he said he would kill...
Yan Zhifei was slightly better. Her scream was entirely because Jiang Yuan was screaming, so she instinctively screamed along with her.
At the Dongfang family, she had already witnessed a more shocking scene, so Di Ji's death was not as terrifying.
Chu Feng casually threw Di Ji's corpse onto the ground, clapped his hands, and said, "I remember Di Ji had a connection with a Grandmaster. This woman was quite capable to be able to seduce a Grandmaster."
He knew Di Ji's background like the back of his hand. In the entire Dragon Country, as long as he was willing, he could obtain the information of everyone except a few individuals.
For example, he knew that Jiang Yuan and Yan Zhifei were brought to Di Ji by the Zheng family when they were in Modu, and then they were flown by private jet to the capital under the Zheng family's arrangements just to catch up with him. He knew all of this.
"You're dead!"
Finally, one of the bodyguards spoke, shouting at Chu Feng. However, judging by his expression, he looked less like he was saying Chu Feng was dead and more like he was saying... they themselves were dead.
Di Ji died here, in front of them. Their fate afterwards was obvious.
That Grandmaster was already on his way!
When that Grandmaster arrived, the most likely outcome would be that everyone here would have to be buried with Di Ji!
Buried with her!
Thinking of this, the Grandmaster covered his face and slumped to the ground weakly.
He had collaborated with the Zheng family for money, but he had never expected to lose his life for money!
He still had many resources, he had a family, he...
As he was thinking, Chu Feng approached him and looked at him. "Your name is Zhao Yajun, right?"
"If I recall correctly, you've ruined quite a few women over the years through the Zheng family's channels. From those in their forties and fifties, down to sixteen or seventeen... you have methods, and great courage." Chu Feng said this while clapping his hands in praise.
Zhao Yajun's expression changed. Why did Chu Feng know about him? These things were done for him by the Zheng family, and also by himself using his own power. He had done everything very secretly and handled the aftermath well.
"Do you think no one will ever know?" Chu Feng smiled. "That seventeen-year-old girl you raped, she died of depression. Her parents searched for every connection to get justice for her."
"Unfortunately... the Zheng family is ultimately a powerful and wealthy family, and they helped you cover it up well, so no one gave her justice."
"During the time her parents were seeking justice for her, her father died in a car accident, and her mother went insane."
"Zhao Yajun, do you think that just because the Zheng family helped you cover everything up, no one will know?"
As Chu Feng spoke, his smile grew wider, and his tone became colder.
Hearing what Chu Feng said, Yan Zhifei also frowned. She was still relatively calm, but Zhao Yajun's "great deeds" as described by Chu Feng made her feel disgusted and nauseous.
"You..."
"Do you think you're dead?" Chu Feng looked at him and extended a finger, pointing it at his forehead.
Zhao Yajun looked at Chu Feng's finger in terror, as if it were a handgun pointed at his temple.
The threat of a handgun was not as great as this finger.
"You are indeed dead, but you won't be killed by some Grandmaster, but before he arrives." After saying this, Chu Feng's finger pierced into Zhao Yajun's forehead.
And in the next second, Zhao Yajun's head exploded.
Blood gushed out, and brains splattered.
In the entire room, only Chu Feng remained clean.