Without even blinking, they wiped out the entire Wu family, leaving not even a complete corpse behind.

He now has no doubt that Qin Yang could crush him with a flick of his finger, as easily as crushing an ant, if he wanted to.

Lin Mang forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, and said, "Mr. Qin, you...you're busy, I...I'll leave right away, I'll leave right away!"

With that, he turned and tried to slip away.

However, as soon as he took a step, he felt an invisible force that held him firmly in place.

He was unable to move, his whole body was stiff, and cold sweat poured down his face.

"Mr. Qin... is there anything else you need?"

Lin Mang's voice trembled noticeably, filled with fear.

He doesn't even dare to breathe loudly now.

He felt as if he were being watched by Death, and that he could die at any moment.

He secretly lamented his bad luck, wondering why he had to run into this jinx!

He regretted it so much, he was filled with morbid regret!

If he had known, he should have listened to his elders and stayed home obediently, without going anywhere!

Now look what happened; instead of getting revenge, he's gotten himself into trouble.

He even began to pray silently in his heart, hoping that Qin Yang would have mercy and spare his life.

"On the way?"

Qin Yang sneered, his eyes filled with disdain.

Do you think I'm a three-year-old?

His tone was full of mockery and coldness.

“You have the aura of the Qiankun Sect on you.”

Qin Yang spoke calmly, his tone even, yet carrying an undeniable air of authority.

His gaze was like two sharp knives, piercing straight into Lin Mang's heart, as if trying to see through all his secrets.

Lin Mang shuddered, feeling a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

How could he know?

He was utterly horrified. Qin Yang could actually sense the Qiankun Sect aura on him; this was simply unbelievable.

It should be noted that he concealed this aura extremely well; even fellow disciples of the Qiankun Sect would find it difficult to detect unless they possessed profound cultivation.

Qin Yang, who seemed to have no connection with the Qiankun Sect, saw through it at a glance.

What does this tell us?

This shows that Qin Yang's strength is far above his own, and may even have reached a level he cannot even imagine.

Thinking of this, Lin Mang's heart sank to the bottom.

He had been clinging to a sliver of hope that he could get away with it, but now it seemed all his efforts were in vain.

"how?"

Qin Yang's voice rang out again, tinged with amusement.

"Is it to avenge Wang Zhi and Li Yao?"

His words were like a thunderclap, exploding in Lin Mang's ears.

Lin Mang's face instantly turned ashen, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead one after another.

He suddenly raised his head, looked at Qin Yang, and shook his head desperately.

"No, no, no!"

He hurriedly denied it, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

"Mr. Qin, you've misunderstood! How could I dare? How could I dare to avenge them?"

His tone was filled with fear and panic.

"I just... I just happened to be passing by and thought I'd take a look, really! I swear!"

He raised three fingers, making a gesture as if swearing an oath to heaven, as if afraid Qin Yang wouldn't believe him.

He truly has no desire for revenge anymore.

Are you kidding me?

Even Wu Ming was beaten like a dead dog by Qin Yang, how could he possibly get revenge?

He didn't want to follow in the footsteps of Wang Zhi and Li Yao, ending up with no trace of their remains.

His only thought now is to leave this place as soon as possible and get as far away from Qin Yang as possible.

As for revenge?

Let's wait until he survives!

Lin Mang's heart was filled with bitterness and helplessness.

He originally thought that as a disciple of the Qiankun Sect, he could do whatever he wanted in this mortal world.

But who would have thought that today I would kick a steel plate instead of an iron plate!

A steel plate that could shatter him to pieces!

Right now, all he wants is to get away as quickly as possible; he can't care about anything else.

Qin Yang looked at Lin Mang's panicked appearance and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

He knew, of course, that Lin Mang was lying.

However, he didn't care.

With his current strength, someone like Lin Mang is no different from an ant in his eyes.

The reason he didn't kill Lin Mang directly was because he didn't want to get entangled with the people of the Qiankun Sect any further.

After killing the young ones, the old ones will come next. Although he is not afraid, it will still be troublesome.

Right now, all he wants is to cultivate quietly, improve his strength, and find his way back as soon as possible.

As for the rest, he didn't want to concern himself with it.

Of course, if someone is foolish enough to provoke him, he wouldn't mind sending them on their way.

"snort!"

Qin Yang snorted coldly and withdrew his oppressive aura.

He looked at Lin Mang and said in an icy tone, "Get lost!"

These two words, like heavenly music, echoed in Lin Mang's ears.

He felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and scrambled to his feet, running away into the distance without looking back.

His speed was so fast that it seemed as if some ferocious beast was chasing him from behind.

Right now, all he wants is to escape from here, to get out of this place that terrifies him.

He vowed never to come here again and never to provoke Qin Yang again.

This scourge is someone he can't afford to mess with!

Watching Lin Mang's disheveled retreating figure, a hint of disdain flashed in Qin Yang's eyes.

Qin Yang drove back to Fengling Group. The car slowly entered the underground parking lot, the roar of the engine echoing in the empty space before finally falling silent.

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