Xing Yun, Nie Shuang, Zheng Feng, and Yuan Zi were taken aback, feeling an urge to laugh.
"Hmm... haha... hahahaha... dead, that idiot is dead! Hahahaha! Offended the Sword Young Master, deserved death, deserved it!" Nie Shuang couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.
His laughter echoed abruptly across the square.
Gao Qing, Matthew, and Gongsun Yuan all looked somewhat uneasy.
"Lin Fan is dead just like that?" Gongsun Yuan asked, her pretty face a bit pale.
"He should be dead!" Gao Qing nodded woodenly, without sadness or joy.
"Heh! That kid, deserved death! Almost got us implicated too, who's bad to offend? Even dared to offend the Sword Young Master, isn't that seeking his own death? Serves him right! Ptui!" Matthew spat heavily, spitting a mouthful of saliva on the ground.
"You shut up! Matthew, stop talking!" Su Qiong's beautiful eyes were red, filled with bloodshot veins, glaring angrily at Matthew.
