C891 High Tone to End
Cold sweat dripped down from the youth's forehead. He looked at Chen Chu and suddenly grinned after a long while: "I don't believe you, you..."
Chen Chu turned his wrist.
"Chi!"
The Heavenly South Sword directly slashed out, chopping off the youth's head.
"Do you believe me now?"
Chen Chu looked at the young man's head on the floor and said plainly