The Tyrant System of Noxus

Feng Lai looked at Feng Kuang with concern, but obediently opened his eyes wide because he trusted his brother.

The man sneered in disdain. "What, you want to fight? Look at the state you're in. You think you're still the Feng Kuang who could take on three burly men by himself and come out on top? You don't even have a weapon. What are you going to fight me with? That scrap of metal in your hand?"

"It's not a scrap of metal. It's a knife." Feng Kuang's tone was utterly calm, as if he were simply stating a fact.

"You call that a knife? Hahaha! Don't make me laugh!"

"If it can kill, it's a knife!"

Feng Kuang's left hand suddenly moved. He swung once, and the ridiculous scrap of metal sliced across the man's throat.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.