The earring-clad man watched Chu Feng leave, unable to react for quite some time. By the time he came to his senses, Chu Feng had already left.
"****!" The earring-clad man cursed loudly.
But before he could finish, he felt as if his body was being devoured by countless ants, an unbearable discomfort.
This pain was intolerable, and it left him without even the strength to end his own life.
Seeing a handsome man in agony on the ground, many starry-eyed women took the initiative to come over and ask if he needed an ambulance.
However, the earring-clad man looked up angrily and roared, "All of you, get lost."
"Don't be so harsh to the ladies. I forgot to mention, this is a little present for our first meeting. If you want to keep enduring it, or if you want to kill yourself, or perhaps you'd prefer to bring someone else's head, it's your choice to make," Chu Feng's voice wafted into his ears like a wisp of smoke.
