Faced with Lin Feng's undisguised intention to expel him and his icy gaze, Zhao Defu not only did not back down, but was instead aroused with even stronger "fighting spirit".

He felt that he was on the side of justice at that moment.

"Lin Feng! Don't even think about kicking us out!"

Zhao Defu stepped forward, blocking Yang Li and the other two, adopting a "fight to the end" stance, even though he only held that ridiculous tree branch in his hand: "We're not leaving here today! Let's see what you can do to us! If you have the guts, then make your move! Let everyone see what kind of man you really are!"

He spoke these words with righteous indignation and impassioned passion, as if he were truly some great hero.

Lin Feng looked at his blustering yet self-satisfied appearance and found it both amusing and infuriating.

"Make a move? Ha," Lin Feng sneered, his eyes filled with disdain. "You? I advise you to think carefully about your own strength. I don't want to waste my energy on an idiot."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Zhao Defu before turning to Yang Li behind him, his tone laced with undisguised sarcasm: "I admire your kindness in wanting to help these women. However, have you considered that to help others, you first need to have the ability yourself? You can't even support yourself now, relying on others' charity, yet you shamelessly ask me to give up the home I've worked so hard to build for them to live in?"

"You're being generous with other people's money, you know? Using my things for your charity, to build your 'heroic reputation,' you're really doing me a huge favor!"

Lin Feng's every word was like a needle, precisely piercing Zhao Defu's fragile self-esteem.

Zhao Defu's face flushed red and then turned pale, rendered speechless by Lin Feng's words.

Indeed, he has nothing now, and all his "confidence" comes from his ridiculous "moral standards" and Yang Li's flattery.

Lin Feng's words undoubtedly exposed his hypocritical nature.

"I...I..." Zhao Defu stammered, sweating profusely. Suddenly, he remembered something and hurriedly said, "Lin Feng! Don't be so smug! I...I'm in dire straits now! Wait...wait until we get back to civilized society! I...I'll give you all my savings! I have a lot of money! Enough to buy ten of your dilapidated wooden houses!"

He said this with a desperate, bluffing air.

He tried to save face with money and also wanted to prove that he wasn't completely useless.

"Savings? In a civilized society?"

Lin Feng laughed as if he'd heard the funniest joke in the world, his laughter filled with mockery: "Are you still half asleep? Look around you, this is an alien planet. A desolate wasteland where you could die at any moment. And you're still talking to me about savings? Talking about civilized society? Do you think we still have a chance to go back? Even if we could, what difference would your little bit of savings be from waste paper in my eyes?"

Lin Feng's laughter was like a heavy hammer, striking Zhao Defu's heart and shattering his last shred of hope.

Yes, this is an alien planet... there's no going back... what's the use of my savings...?

Zhao Defu's face turned deathly pale instantly, and his eyes became somewhat unfocused.

He had been subconsciously avoiding this cruel reality, fantasizing that it was just a nightmare and that he would eventually wake up. Lin Feng's words, however, were like a sharp knife, mercilessly pulling him back to reality.

Seeing this, Yang Li inwardly cried out in alarm. That idiot Zhao Defu was about to be brought down by Lin Feng! She had to find a way to salvage the situation.

"Lin Feng! Stop spreading alarmist rumors!" Yang Li shrieked, trying to interrupt Lin Feng. "So what if we can't go back? We still have to survive! You can't just stand by and watch us die!"

"Show me you're going to die?" Lin Feng's smile vanished, his eyes turning icy again. "I'll say it again, I have no obligation to save you. Especially you, Yang Li!"

"A woman like you, with a wicked heart and a penchant for scheming, will only bring trouble if I keep you around. I advise you to give up on that idea."

“As for you, Zhao Defu,” Lin Feng turned to the somewhat distraught Zhao Defu, “if you really want to be a hero, if you really want to help these women, it’s simple: go build them a house yourself, find food to feed them yourself. Use your own abilities to realize your ‘great ideal.’ Don’t think about taking advantage of me or asking me for anything.”

After saying that, Lin Feng gave them no chance to explain and directly ordered them to leave: "Now, immediately, get out of my shelter!"

Yang Li was completely panicked. She hadn't expected Lin Feng to be so stubborn and unyielding. If they were really kicked out, given their current situation, they probably wouldn't survive more than a few days.

"Defu! Defu! Please think of something!" Yang Li grabbed Zhao Defu's arm and pleaded with a sob in her voice, trying to get him to stand up for her again.

Zhao Defu had recovered somewhat from his earlier daze.

Lin Feng's tough stance and Yang Li's pleading rekindled his pitiful sense of "mission".

He felt that if he left in such a dejected manner, it would be too shameful and too disrespectful to Teacher Yang Li's "trust".

"Lin Feng! You...you can't do this!" Zhao Defu mustered his courage again and stood in front of Lin Feng. Although his voice trembled slightly, he still tried to put on a tough stance. "We won't leave! Unless you agree to take in Teacher Yang and the others!"

In Lin Feng's eyes, his behavior was utterly foolish.

"It seems you really won't learn your lesson until you're faced with a fatal mistake." Lin Feng's eyes turned completely cold. He had already given them a chance, but they didn't know how to cherish it.

The next moment, Lin Feng moved.

Lin Feng's patience finally ran out. Faced with Zhao Defu, a stubborn fool who even tried to use moral blackmail to seize his home, he was too lazy to waste any more words.

"Since you refuse to listen to reason and are forced to drink the penalty cup, then don't blame me for being impolite!" Lin Feng's voice was like an icicle in the dead of winter, devoid of any warmth.

Before he finished speaking, his figure flashed like a ghost and appeared in front of Zhao Defu in an instant.

Before Zhao Defu could even react, he felt a sharp gust of wind rush towards him, and then his chest felt as if it had been struck hard by a high-speed battering ram!

A muffled thud.

"Ugh!" Zhao Defu let out a short, painful groan. He felt as if his internal organs had shifted, and an indescribable pain spread from his chest throughout his body.

His slightly overweight body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground several meters away, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The ridiculous branch in his hand snapped and fell to the side.

This sudden attack was as fast as lightning and as powerful as a hammer, yet it was perfectly controlled, rendering Zhao Defu instantly incapacitated without causing fatal internal injuries.

This is the precise control that Lin Feng honed through countless life-and-death battles.

"Defu!" Yang Li screamed, but her voice betrayed more fear than concern. She hadn't expected Lin Feng to actually dare to make a move, and so decisively at that!

Liu Pan and Wang Lan were terrified. They huddled together, trembling, too scared to even breathe.

The other women in the shelter, such as Qin Lan, Xiao Mei, and Su Wanqing, watched all of this with blank expressions.

They were already used to Lin Feng's strength and were not surprised at all by the fate of Yang Li and Zhao Defu.

In their view, these two people had only themselves to blame.

After kicking Zhao Defu away, Lin Feng didn't stop. He moved again, like a tiger descending a mountain, charging directly towards the stunned Yang Li and the other two.

Upon seeing this, Yang Li turned pale with fright. She screamed and turned to run away.

This woman, when faced with danger, always thinks of herself first.

However, how could she possibly outrun Lin Feng?

Lin Feng caught up with her in a few strides, and with a wave of his hand, like an eagle catching a chick, he grabbed Yang Li by the back of her collar and lifted her up.

"Let me go! You bastard! Let me go!"

Yang Li flailed her arms and legs in the air, struggling desperately while uttering sharp curses. Her carefully crafted facade of weakness and pitifulness vanished in an instant, revealing her shrewish and ferocious nature.

Lin Feng ignored her curses and, with a flick of his arm, threw Yang Li towards the shelter's gate like trash.

"Bang!" Yang Li fell heavily to the ground. Although she wasn't seriously injured, she was still dizzy and seeing stars.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Feng repeated the same method, throwing Liu Pan, who was trembling with fear, and Wang Lan, who was staring blankly, out as well.

"Cough...cough cough..." Zhao Defu struggled to get up from the ground, clutching his chest in excruciating pain, a trace of blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

He watched as Lin Feng tossed Yang Li and the other two out of the shelter like chickens, his heart filled with humiliation, anger, and... a trace of indescribable fear.

His pride in his "sense of justice" and "heroic spirit" appeared so vulnerable and laughable in the face of Lin Feng's absolute strength.

“Lin Feng…you…you barbarian! You…you actually hit a woman!” Zhao Defu pointed at Lin Feng, his voice trembling with pain and anger, but he still tried to condemn Lin Feng with his ridiculous moral standards.

"Hit a woman?" Lin Feng sneered, walked up to Zhao Defu, looked down at him as if he were an ant: "In my eyes, there are only enemies and friends. Since they wanted to take my home, they are my enemies. I never show mercy to my enemies, regardless of gender."

He paused, a hint of sarcasm in his voice: "Besides, Brother Zhao, you still have the leisure to care about them? You should worry about yourself first."

As he spoke, Lin Feng struck again, grabbing Zhao Defu by the collar and lifting him off the ground.

"What...what are you going to do?!" Zhao Defu was terrified. He felt like a lamb to the slaughter in Lin Feng's hands, powerless to resist.

"Nothing much," Lin Feng said calmly, yet with an undeniable force: "Just giving you a ride."

After saying that, Lin Feng used his strength to throw Zhao Defu out of the shelter's gate as well.

Zhao Defu fell again, feeling dizzy and disoriented. Every part of his body ached, especially his chest, which burned as if it were about to split open.

He struggled to get up, but found that he didn't even have the strength to stand.

Lin Feng stood inside the fence, coldly watching the four disheveled people outside. His voice struck them like shards of ice: "Remember my words, never appear near my shelter again. Otherwise, there won't be a next time."

Outside the shelter, Yang Li, Zhao Defu, Liu Pan, and Wang Lan collapsed on the cold ground like abandoned trash.

Zhao Defu struggled to get up from the ground, the excruciating pain in his chest making each breath feel like a knife cutting into him.

Looking at Yang Li, who was equally disheveled and whose face was filled with resentment, he was overwhelmed by a huge sense of humiliation and anger.

His self-righteous sense of justice and heroism were trampled underfoot and crushed to pieces by Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng!" Zhao Defu roared with all his might, "You remember this! Fortune changes every thirty years, never underestimate a young man's potential!"

The words he had read in a novel, which had once stirred his blood, now sounded so pale and powerless when he uttered them, filled with the lament of a defeated dog.

Inside the fence, Lin Feng stopped in his tracks.

He slowly turned around, a cold and ferocious smile curling up on his face.

"it is a pity."

His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through the wooden wall, carrying a pronouncement-like sense of finality: "You don't have that chance anymore."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Feng suddenly swung his arm!

"call out!"

A dark shadow tore through the air with a sharp whistling sound. It was an iron spear, carved from hard ironwood and honed to an unparalleled sharpness!

Zhao Defu's pupils contracted to their maximum size in an instant. He watched helplessly as a dark shadow rapidly enlarged in his field of vision, but he had no time to react at all.

"Pfft!"

The sharp iron spear pierced his chest without any resistance, and the enormous inertia carried his body backward for several meters before finally pinning him firmly to the cold ground.

"Well……"

Zhao Defu lowered his head, staring in disbelief at the wooden pole piercing through his body. Blood was gushing from the wound, quickly staining his clothes red.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but only spat out a mouthful of bloody foam. The light in his eyes quickly dimmed, and his life force receded like the tide.

"ah!"

Yang Li, Liu Pan, and Wang Lan let out the most piercing screams of their lives. They were completely terrified by the bloody and decisive scene before them.

Zhao Defu's fantastical slogan still echoed in my ears, but the next second, he became a cold corpse.

This Lin Feng... he's a devil! He's really capable of killing!

Fear gripped their hearts instantly. Yang Li was the first to react. She scrambled to her feet, not even bothering to glance at Zhao Defu's corpse, and turned to flee frantically into the depths of the wilderness.

Liu Pan and Wang Lan also seemed to wake up from a dream. They cried and followed Yang Li, using both their hands and feet. At this moment, their only thought was to escape from this place and get as far away from that terrible man as possible.

Lin Feng coldly watched their hurried retreating figures, with no intention of giving chase, and simply slowly withdrew his throwing posture.

“Mr. Lin…” Qin Lan walked to Lin Feng’s side, looking at the three figures disappearing into the twilight, her eyes filled with worry: “Are we just going to let them go like that? With Yang Li’s personality, if she survives, she will become a huge menace sooner or later.”

"You're absolutely right." Lin Feng's answer surprised Qin Lan.

He turned his head, the cold killing intent on his face not yet completely dissipated: "I never intended for them to live to see tomorrow. It's just that if they die in the shelter, we'll have to clean up the mess."

He looked up and let out a loud whistle towards the sky.

"Bah!"

Two high-pitched cries of eagles pierced the sky as Chasing Wind and Chasing Moon swooped down from above the shelter, their massive wings whipping up a gust of wind as they landed steadily on the open ground beside Lin Feng.

Lin Feng gently stroked the cold wings of Zhui Feng, his eyes as deep as a pool: "Go, follow them. I don't want them to see tomorrow's sun."

Zhui Feng and Zhu Yue understood his command, let out another loud cry, flapped their wings and transformed into two silver lightning bolts, silently chasing after the direction Yang Li and the others had left, disappearing into the dim sky.