Zhou Zhengming couldn't understand Xiang Yu's meaning at all. What does "owing too much to society" even mean? Moreover, what does owing society have anything to do with you, Xiang Yu?
Xiang Yu didn't give him a chance to think further, grabbing his head and twisting it forcefully. With a crisp crack sound, Zhou Zhengming met his end, just like that.
Wu Yue stood behind, feeling somewhat dazed. Over the past year, she had crossed paths with Zhou Zhengming many times. She knew exactly what kind of person he was. She simply couldn't deal with him, and especially under the strict crackdown recently, she and her faction were far from being a match for him.
If Xiang Yu hadn't come here, her mining operations might have been lost long ago. And within less than ten days of Xiang Yu's arrival, he had effortlessly taken care of Zhou Zhengming. If Xiang Yu had chosen to side with Zhou Zhengming, then the one lying lifeless on the ground now would have been her.
