Everyone focuses their attention on what had fallen to the ground. It turns out to be a tongue.
Muyanâs takes her ice-cold gaze away from Gong Qian Tengâs face. She displays a lazy smile, merely saying two words, âToo noisy.â
The old manâs face changes and he grinds his teeth: âYou are very vicious and merciless.â
Muyan plucks the zitherâs string once again; the rope binding Lou Beiyu is instantly severed.
Xiao Bao, beside Muyan, rushes out like a bolt of lightning. In a blink of an eye, the blood-covered Lou Beiyu is dragged towards Muyan. She takes out a mysterious plant and feeds it to Lou Beiyu.
Lou Beiyu opens his viscous eyes and sees the figures of Muyan and Xiao Bao. The rims of his eyes redden, he croaks, âMaster, little senior, kill me and then run away! I donât want to live as a handicap and be humiliated. I donât want to burden you either... they are people of Jin Hong Men. They are from a famous assassin organization in Yanwu Continent. I donât want to burden you...â
bangâ!
Xiao Bao knocks him out with a fist. The small, chilly face spits out two words: âToo noisy!â
Muyan chuckles, she looks towards the old man and unhurriedly says, âBeing vicious and merciless, how many people would dare compare with Jin Hong Men in that aspect? Your slightest displeasure could cause whole families to ruin. Youâve done nothing less these recent years, right?â
The old man smirks proudly and says: âIt seems that youâre aware, you wonât have a good end if you offend our Jin Hong Men!â
Muyan hands the qin over to Xiao Bao, then conveniently picks up a sword from the ground. She beams: âWhat a coincidence, I would like to throw those words back â you wonât have a good end if you offend me!â
Even though the person before him has a child, she only looks about 17 or 18 years old.
In the old manâs eyes, sheâs just a silly little girl.
He may still have some level of fear if Muyan had chosen to use the zither. Does this girl really want to beat him in swordsmanship? Hehe, what a joke!
âJust a little girl daring to threaten this old man. You should know that this old manâs cultivation has reached the late Heaven stage. You can only pay the price of not knowing how high is the sky and how wide is the earth!â
After a time it would take to make tea.
The yellow-clad old man stares at the sword pointing at his neck. He is shaking from head to toe, his eyes are filled with shock and disbelief: âImpossible, this is impossible! Precelestial... how could you be a Precelestial Practitioner?!â
A Precelestial teenage girl, who would believe it? Who can believe it?!!
Just how many Precelestial practitioner are there in Yanwu Continent?n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Which one isnât on their seventies or eighties, or even at their hundredth years?!
Gong Qianxue has shocked the world for being a twenty-two-year-old Heaven stage practitioner. If so, how would this eighteen-year-old Precelestial Practitionerâs name resound?!
The old man shivers. He takes a look at his own body lying prone on the ground, and he makes an effort to maintain his calm: âOur Jin Hong Men is an assassination organization. We have always taken money to eliminate other people. If the girl is willing to be lenient, Jin Hong Men will surely return the favor to the girl afterwards.â
âOh?â Muyan curls her lips up, she gives a smile that isnât a smile, âSaying so much, are you going to betray your employer and defect towards me?â
âYe-yes!â
âAnd if your employer doesnât agree?â Muyan looks towards Gong Qian Teng, who is frightened on the wicker chair.
There isnât a sliver of conflict within the yellow-clothed manâs eyes. He callously says: âMight as well kill him. Without an employer, naturally, the mission wonât be a failure.â