Xin Gugu's eyes widened in fury, veins bulging as if they might burst!
“You!”
Why was this guy doing this?
We could have talked it out!
Isn't that how business works? And this isn't just about business—it's about lives too!
Why expose my identity like that without a word?
You're basically signing my death warrant!
Xin Gugu's eyes turned blood red.
If his identity had been revealed in battle, he wouldn't have complained.
At least then, he could take his enemies down with him.
But this was like a game of Werewolf where the cards hadn't even been dealt, and someone just flipped his over.
What's the point of playing now?
As the old man spoke, Xin Gugu could almost see Yuan Sanda's shocked face and that name buried deep in his memories, one he never dared to recall.
“Hong Yi!”
A surge of bloodlust erupted from Xin Gugu in an instant. He realized a fierce battle was inevitable.
Even if it meant death, he would drag this detestable, disheveled man straight to hell!
He swung his Zen staff, unleashing a storm of killing intent that exploded outward.
The surrounding crowd was thrown into chaos, people tumbling over each other as those with weaker minds succumbed to inner demons and exploded on the spot!
“Die!”
He roared, swinging the Zen staff wildly. The ground cracked under his movement, seeping with black blood.
The entire ten li of land turned a bloody red.
It was a scene straight from the depths of hell, fully unfolding before them.
The crowd went mad!
People fled in panic, their screams, cries, and groans of pain filling the air without end!
Xin Gugu swung his staff through the air, only to realize he had passed right through the man in front of him, as if he were no longer the hateful figure but some kind of ghost.
“Woken up now?”
The old man's form shattered, dissolving into shards of crystalline sword light.
His voice seemed to descend from the heavens, or echo from the vast cosmos, ethereal and distant.
“That was your choice just now. You saw the outcome and your own fate.
“Yet I gave you the best path, and you insisted on courting death.
“Little one, wake up!
“In my presence, you don't have the right to refuse.”
A crisp snapping sound rang out, and the pain on his cheek jolted Xin Gugu awake.
His mind reeled, his vision sharpened, and he was stunned to see Xu Xiaoshou still lying there, Yuan Sanda standing in the distance, the crowd still lively, and the ground not yet seeping with blood.
“An illusion?”
Xin Gugu's pupils contracted, his mind going blank for a moment.
Impossible!
This wasn't an illusion!
It was all orchestrated by this old man—he had the ability to directly influence his thoughts.
Or had he truly mastered time, showing him the consequences of his choices through some spatial insight?
Xin Gugu broke out in a cold sweat, his clothes soaked through. He suddenly felt weak all over, gripping his golden Zen staff and gasping for air.
“You...”
“How did you do that?”
No matter which possibility, this guy's power was beyond anything he could imagine!
Even Yuan Sanda's understanding of him was probably still limited to that deliberately suppressed sword strike!
“This is a big shot who's hiding his true depths!”
Xin Gugu's heart churned with massive waves. He looked at the old man, unsure how to react.
“How did I do it?”
The old man smirked, about to grin, but suddenly let out a muffled groan, his chest heaving as if holding something back.
“Cough.”
After a light cough, he calmly turned away, hands clasped behind his back.
“How I did it is none of your concern.”
“But as for my suggestion earlier, you should know what choice to make now!”
Xin Gugu gritted his teeth, still unable to agree fully. “My time is limited. I can't spend a whole year following that kid around.”
“Fine.”
Unexpectedly, the old man changed his tune. “As long as you're there when he needs you, without being late.”
Xin Gugu was surprised. He thought about that earlier cough and frowned, probing, “I have my own mission. I can only help him when I'm free...”
“You just need to handle anyone at Wang Zuo level or above. It won't take much time.” The old man kept walking without stopping.
Xin Gugu raised an eyebrow, pushing further. “What about the number of times?”
“The number is unlimited!” The old man rejected firmly.
“Unlimited? That's impossible. At most, I can only act once or twice more!”
“Heh.”
“What? I've already compromised!”
The old man stopped and slowly turned around, his murky eyes fixing on Xin Gugu with no emotion. “You can say one more word at most.
“Anything beyond that, the price is death.”
“Go to hell with your joke! Just for Xu Xiaoshou, expecting me to come at a moment's notice? You're out of your mind! I can see you're just a sick weakling—if it weren't for that sword strike earlier, I wouldn't even bother talking to a lunatic like you!”
Xin Gugu screamed inwardly, but on the surface, he kept a calm smile.
“Fine.”
The old man let out a cold laugh and hoisted his sack.
His gaze shifted to another one in the distance. “That sack is yours now.”
“Mine?”
Xin Gugu was puzzled, tilting his head in confusion, not daring to speak.
“What do you mean it's mine?”
“Is this kid some kind of trouble magnet, with the four Wang Zuo after him? And you're handing it to me?”
“How am I supposed to take it?”
He kept all his confusion bottled up inside, and the old man offered no explanation.
Step by step, dragging his sack, the old man walked over to where Yuan Sanda stood and said with a smile, “How's the delay going? Has your person arrived?”
Yuan Sanda gripped his blade, sensing something was wrong.
This guy had been talking for so long, yet the city lord still hadn't shown up.
That was bad enough, but no reinforcements had been sent, not even a message.
“Something's happened?”
Yuan Sanda's eyelids twitched, his eyes filling with blade intent.
He couldn't wait any longer!
Even without the city lord, he had to take this man down!
“Don't act rashly.”
The old man didn't even lift a hand; he just shifted his gaze, and Yuan Sanda felt an invisible force pinning him in place.
He glared at the man and sneered, “You've injured people and wrecked Tian Sang City. There's no way you're getting out of this today.”
The old man replied calmly, “Save that for later.”
With that, he looked up at the sunset sinking behind the distant mountains, his gaze shifting directly toward the city lord's mansion.
“Your people haven't arrived, but mine should be here soon.”
Yuan Sanda tightened his grip on his blade, and the three Wang Zuo behind him narrowed their eyes.
As if on cue, a massive boom erupted from the direction of the city lord's mansion.
Boom!
A black blade shadow tore through the sky, like a divine axe cleaving the heavens, separating yin and yang, piercing through chaos.
The grand array of the city lord's mansion shuddered and exploded!
Everyone was stunned.
“This...”
The old man dragged his sack and strolled away.
“You all can go save them now.”
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