Du Feihu's words echoed throughout the underground parking lot.
At that moment, everyone on the scene turned their gaze toward Chen Feng.
The corners of Chen Feng's mouth curled up slightly as he asked indifferently, "And what if I say I still don't accept?"
"Then the loss you're about to suffer isn't going to be as simple as losing a hand. I will completely finish you off!"
Du Feihu sneered, his words brimming with arrogance.
And as he said this, his expression was so casual, as if killing someone was as trivial as playing a game.
From this, it was clear; he wasn't just speaking idly. He was very likely to do as he said.
Old Master Lu saw this, his eyes filled with worry.
How much he wished to take the whole matter upon himself, but Du Feihu would not agree.
If possible, he would rather die himself than let these two young people, Chen Feng, and Lori, suffer any harm.
