The crowd around was dead silent.
Clearly, this was a scene no one had anticipated. He was the Zeng Family's young tiger, entering the Golden Core stage at twenty, the most talented genius in the Zeng Family's history, overshadowing even the Family Head's son.
The Zeng Family's young tiger was not called this for nothing.
"What on earth happened?"
Some people had yet to understand, as just moments ago, the Zeng Family's young tiger had Li Feng almost breathless, seemingly about to be blasted by the next punch. How did it suddenly reverse, with the young tiger himself blasted?
"My son."
Among the Zeng Family crowd, the second eldest, Zeng Xingtian, looked at the blasted Zeng Yu, his eyes nearly popping out of his head with fury. When Zeng Liang had died, he wasn't too heartbroken, as Zeng Liang wasn't particularly outstanding among his many sons, and even Zeng Liang's mother was just a maid to Zeng Xingtian.
