This Yin Zhicheng, at first glance, didn't look like a good person. Xia Feng directly told him to make his final arrangements.
No wonder the people here were afraid of him; it was obvious he had done many evil deeds.
Facing Xia Feng's mockery, Yin Zhicheng burst into laughter: "Hahaha... you haven't even grown all your hair, yet you speak so arrogantly. You're the most boastful person I've ever met. You have no skill, but you talk big. Let's see how you dare to show off in front of me."
Yin Zhicheng, still not satisfied, pointed at Liu Chan and said, "Aren't you just a waste hiding behind a woman? Without this woman, do you think anyone would even glance at you?"
Yin Zhicheng despised men who lived off women more than anything. He looked Xia Feng up and down and concluded he was exactly that kind of person.
A grown man openly parading around with six women – he was really feasting on that 'soft rice'.
Actually, Yin Zhicheng was somewhat envious of Xia Feng. After all, he was the only man among so many beautiful women. The feeling was self-evident.
Yin Zhicheng just wished that man had been himself.
Despite looking down on him, Yin Zhicheng most wanted to become the man he despised.
Men were often hypocritical, wanting something desperately but speaking righteously and with a noble air.
Everyone cursed the 'Cao Cao' types, but everyone wanted to be one.
"Are these your last words?" Xia Feng was unfazed. For someone on the verge of death, he wouldn't make excessive demands.
Since Yin Zhicheng was about to die anyway, there was no need to argue with him over trivial matters.
"Come, I'll stand right here. You try to kill me. If I move even an inch, I lose," Yin Zhicheng said, looking at Xia Feng with extreme mockery in his tone.
He was a super expert at the peak of the Saint Venerable realm. How could anyone dare to defecate and urinate on his head?
"Captain, mighty! Captain, keep going!"
"Why is Captain in such a good mood? He's starting to toy with people."
"Nonsense, these are people about to die. The Captain must have taken a liking to those beautiful women, especially that Saint Venerable stage beauty. He wants to have some fun and isn't in a hurry."
"It must be. The Captain is someone who appreciates talent. He'll definitely want to recruit experts of this level. They can be useful during the day and even more so at night."
"Hahaha... 'useful during the day, and even more so at night.' That's a brilliant line."
"Indeed, why didn't I realize you were so perverted before?"
As soon as Yin Zhicheng uttered those arrogant words, his subordinates began to discuss amongst themselves.
In their eyes, this was a guaranteed victory.
Their captain would never lose. Anyone who could defeat their captain hadn't been born yet.
The group who had rushed over for revenge now seemed like they were watching a play, their faces relaxed.
Xia Feng smiled and nodded, "Alright, then you cannot move."
"If I move an inch, I'll be your grandson," Yin Zhicheng's entire body went limp, but his mouth remained defiant.
"You're not qualified to be my grandson," Xia Feng replied, then reached out and grabbed Yin Zhicheng from mid-air.
This grab was like the power of the Heavenly Dao. Not only could Yin Zhicheng not move, but even if he wanted to, he couldn't budge an inch.
Xia Feng had never encountered such a request – to stand there and be attacked.
Since the other party had made such a demand, Xia Feng had no choice but to agree.
As soon as Xia Feng made his move, his full strength was revealed. Yin Zhicheng, who had been calm moments before, suddenly changed his expression drastically.
By then, it was too late for him to react. His entire body was immobilized, truly unable to move at all.
Xia Feng grabbed Yin Zhicheng by the neck, a look of regret on his face. "I gave you the chance to speak your last words, but you couldn't grasp it."
At this moment, with his neck in Xia Feng's grasp, Yin Zhicheng could no longer speak. He could only struggle to utter a few words:
"Saint... Emperor... Great... Great Perfection."