"Dad… why… why?" Matthew asked, his face filled with shock and pain.
Ma Wenhua's eyes were brimming with sorrow and regret, but he quickly regained his composure and said calmly, "Because you brought doom upon our Ma Family! And because, as your father, I don't want you to suffer unbearable torture at the hands of our enemies!"
As he spoke, Ma Wenhua suddenly pulled out a dagger. Matthew's eyes immediately lost their light, and he fell lifelessly to the ground.
"One wrong step leads to another..."
Ma Wenhua looked at the lifeless body of his son, Matthew, on the ground. Then he turned to Ye Fei, who stood before him like an unparalleled God of Killing, and took a deep breath before saying, "I thought I had planned everything out perfectly, yet I never expected you, Ye Fei, to be this powerful. Even Master Wei is no match for you! I regret it. Our Ma Family should never have provoked you!"
"Regret? It's too late now!"
Ye Fei said indifferently, "You may die now."
