The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

The young man chuckled: "The martial world isn't just about fighting and killing; it's also about human relationships and social interactions."

He reached out, then picked up a broken leaf from his shoulder and tossed it aside.

"If you let them go today, it might save your own life tomorrow."

"This is called cause and effect."

"Whether you believe it or not, I firmly believe it."

As he spoke, the boy's gaze towards Chen Feng suddenly turned serious: "There is cause and effect in this world."

Those who had been so arrogant before now hurriedly echoed the sentiment.

"Yes, yes, we had no choice!"

One of the chosen ones shouted loudly, speaking in broken Chinese, with half his face still pressed against the cement ground.

"It's not that we want to target you... it's that God knows about you... we were forced to come!"

Chen Feng's figure vanished from his original spot in an instant.

The next second, he appeared in front of the chosen one who had spoken.

His right hand shot out suddenly, grabbing the person who had spoken from the ground.

Chen Feng gripped the other man's neck tightly, lifting him into the air.

"What did you say?"

"Did God send you here?"

Chen Feng's words carried a chilling undertone.

"Explain this to me clearly. What's going on?"

Some people just don't deserve respect; otherwise, they'll only take advantage of you.

With Chen Feng gripping his neck, the God-favored One's legs kicked wildly in the air.

His skin rapidly became congested with blood due to lack of oxygen, turning from red to purple, and then to bluish-purple.

"I have no idea......"

The chosen one squeezed out broken syllables from his throat.

"The deity... said nothing... he only told us to drive away the foreigners... and pointed us in the right direction..."

Chen Feng's fingers continued to tighten.

The other person's throat made a gurgling sound as if it were being strained.

"I urge you to leave... Your whereabouts... have always been under the watchful eye of Lord God..."

"Don't even think about resisting... No matter how powerful you are, can you be stronger than a god?"

The God-favored One's eyes began to roll upwards, and his hands weakly patted Chen Feng's arm.

Chen Feng's knuckles twitched slightly as he exerted force.

He only needed to exert a little more force to completely end this life.

Just then, a hand landed on Chen Feng's wrist.

The hand looked very fair and even somewhat slender, but Chen Feng felt an irresistible force coming from his wrist.

The boy shook his head at Chen Feng.

"This time, you're doing me a favor, okay?"

The boy smiled innocently.

"Don't be so violent."

"This world isn't just full of bad people; there are good people too, like..."

The boy pointed to himself: "And me."

The boy suddenly smiled, revealing a row of neat white teeth.

Chen Feng did not let go; he turned his head and quietly watched the boy's performance.

The boy chuckled, released his grip on Chen Feng's wrist, and took a step back.

"Of course, they are the ones I want to save, so I won't be generous with other people's money."

The boy lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then looked up.

"How about this, I can help you with something if I can."

"In exchange, you spare their lives. What do you say?"

"Also, just a friendly reminder, I'm really good." The boy's face was full of confident pride.

Chen Feng's fingers loosened a little.

The chosen one fell heavily to the ground, clutching his neck and coughing violently, greedily inhaling the air.

Chen Feng looked at the boy, his mind rapidly weighing the pros and cons.

Chen Feng was deeply moved by the boy's suggestion.

These people have come all this way to find out some things.

You have to understand that this guy in front of you is very likely not from Earth, and he certainly knows a lot!

Moreover, this guy, who was able to evade my mental energy and get close to me, is definitely not simple.

After a moment of silence, Chen Feng spoke: "Okay."

"But I won't help you."

Chen Feng spoke, his voice regaining its calmness: "I want to ask you a few things."

The boy agreed without hesitation.

"Sure, just ask me and I will answer every question truthfully. I will never hide anything or lie to you."

Chen Feng held out his palm: "Five questions."

After hearing this, the boy gave a wry smile and jumped back half a step.

"Wow, that's way too greedy! You're taking advantage of someone's misfortune!"

"Oh well, it was my idea to save them anyway." He waved his hand, looking pained.

"But two questions at most, that's my bottom line."

Five.

Chen Feng's tone left no room for negotiation.

"No, three at most."

Five.

The boy sighed, then turned around and made as if to leave.

"Then you should just kill them."

"But please wait until I'm a little further away before you kill him. If I don't see it, I'll pretend this never happened."

Those favored by the gods: ......

Those who thought they had been given a second chance at life now looked ashen-faced.

They stared blankly at the boy who had been trying to save them just a moment ago, but now he was abandoning them because of the price difference between two questions.

Is it going to kill me to answer two more of his questions?!

"Okay, three it is."

He had figured out the boy's bottom line.

Three was already the boy's limit of tolerance.

Chen Feng: "But how do I know you're not playing a trick on me?"

"What if I let them go, and then you change your mind?"

The boy turned around, looking utterly heartbroken and as if to say, "What do you take me for?" He swore, "I swear, if I knew and didn't tell, or deliberately lied, then let me..."

The boy's expression suddenly turned pained: "Let all the women I love marry my dad and become my stepmothers!"

The boy clutched his heart, looking extremely pained.

Chen Feng looked at him speechlessly.

But Chen Feng knew in his heart that the more unorthodox a person was, the more difficult they were to deal with.

Then, Chen Feng turned his head and looked coldly at the group of God's Chosen Ones who were paralyzed on the ground.

"Now, you can get out!"

That shout was like a pardon.

Those favored by the gods, who previously struggled even to crawl, suddenly found strength coming from nowhere.

They scrambled to their feet, not even bothering to pick up their fallen weapons.

"Let's go, let's go now."

Someone whispered urging their companion to leave.

They were afraid that if they walked too slowly, Chen Feng would change his mind.

As for why you should ask your teammates to run together, it's because the ones who run slower are in the front row.

If Chen Feng regrets it, those who are slower can still withstand some damage.

In less than half a minute, the once noisy place was reduced to only Chen Feng and his group, along with the mysterious young man.

With Li Yuanguang's help, Sun Miao straightened up.

He looked in the direction where those favored by the gods had disappeared, then looked at the boy.

"Captain, are we just going to let them go like that?"

Sun Miao asked in a low voice, his chest still aching slightly.

Chen Feng did not answer Sun Miao, but turned his head slightly to look at the boy.

"Now you can begin answering."

The boy dusted himself off and sat down on a relatively flat piece of cement.

"Ask away, before I change my mind."

Otherwise, even if there are a few more stepmothers, they will still be considered a family.

So, he didn't lose out.

Hey.

It's just that it's a bit cheap for that old man.