"Slap!"
"You little bastard, why are you begging for mercy? The boss doesn't want to live anymore, why are you still afraid of him?!" The fat man ruthlessly slapped the youth, sending him flying out of the window. When the fat man saw the youth flying out, he immediately roared and rushed toward the table where the malicious youth was sitting.
Many of the customers left their seats one after another, opening up a large space for the fat man to pass through.
"Hmph! You really don't know what's good for you. "The malicious youth coldly snorted. A cold light flashed in his hand again, shooting toward the fat man.
"Ah!" The fat man roared, not giving in at all.
"Slash!"
The fat man's body was pierced halfway through by a cold light. It came out from his back, and a fist-sized bloody hole appeared on his chest.
However, taking advantage of this opportunity, the stout man's speed suddenly increased. His speed suddenly increased by several times, causing the malicious-looking young man to fly high into the air. The malicious-looking young man coughed out large mouthfuls of blood. He had not expected his opponent to exchange injury for injury.
"Die for me!"
The fat man fiercely stomped on the ground, causing the entire restaurant to shake violently. His fat body flew up like a cannonball, directly hitting the malicious youth who hadn't yet landed on the ground.
"Bang!"
The malicious youth's body was instantly blasted apart. Blood, flesh, and bones flew all over the restaurant. Those who were closer to him couldn't dodge in time and were splashed all over.
"What a piece of trash!"
At this moment, Song Yuanlu, who was still sitting upright, suddenly stood up, her eyes spitting fire.
"Young Master, let me!"
A middle-aged man in black standing beside Song Yuanlu stood up and looked at the fat man with a mocking smile on his face.
"Young Master … Look!" Zhao Yuande pointed at Song Yuanlu and said to Xie Nan, "This guy really isn't a good person."
"Not … Not necessarily. Maybe he's the Young Master of another sect. It's just a coincidence …" Xie Nan felt that he couldn't continue lying.
"Daring to commit murder in front of the young master of the Thousand Saints Hall of the Shadow Soul Sect, it'll be hard for you to die even if you want to!" The black-robed middle-aged man stretched out his hand. It was as if a heavenly monument was pressing down on the plump man. The surrounding air seemed to have congealed. Almost all the customers felt a terrifying killing intent enveloping them at this moment. Their bodies trembled, as if doomsday had arrived in the next moment.
"That's a World-level expert …" Someone let out a shocked cry, his body trembling.
"Look! The Young Master of the Thousand Flourishing Hall of the Demonic Shadow Sect … "Zhao Yuande shrugged at Xie Nan." You can't judge a person by their appearance. Am I right? "
"Hmph! You're right! " Xie Nan listlessly acknowledged Zhao Yuande's point of view. "Then shouldn't we make a move now?"
"Yes! Go and save that guy. " Zhao Yuande pointed at the black-clothed middle-aged man. "Do your best. He shouldn't be your match."
"I …" Xie Nan pointed at himself, but he quickly nodded dejectedly. "Fine! I'll listen to you. "
"Go!" Zhao Yuande pointed at the plump man. The man had already sobered up, and his face was covered with sweat.
He was nothing more than a sixth-stage Domain expert. He had only been able to kill the insidious-looking youth by relying on his opponent's carelessness. He had yet to recover from his injuries, and he was still bleeding profusely. Faced with this World-level black-robed middle-aged man, his face was filled with despair.
"Cough … stay your hand!" Xie Nan slowly walked out, walking towards the plump man.
"Eh?" Song Yuanlu, upon seeing Xie Nan walk out, couldn't help but frown slightly. He waved his hand towards the black-robed man. "Wait a moment. This lady seems to have something to say."
"Yes!" The black-robed man withdrew his hand, then stood respectfully by Song Yuanlu's side.
Instantly, the pressure in the air vanished. Only now did everyone let out a long sigh of relief. Some didn't dare to stay here any longer. They frantically ran downstairs, leaving this dangerous place.
"Lady, what do you have to say for yourself?" Song Yuanlu rose to his feet, a calm smile on his face. He gently tapped the fan in his hand against his palm, appearing quite scholarly and refined. He didn't look at all like a savage invader of the Shadowfiend Sect.
"Um … I feel as though you went a bit too far. You shouldn't have forcefully taken his shop and his belongings." Xie Nan pondered for a moment before speaking.
"Miss, this is just hearsay and one-sided. Have you seen what they said with your own eyes?" Song Yuanlu laughed. "But the truth is that he killed my subordinate. Lady, what do you think I should do? Swallow my anger? How am I supposed to explain this to the people around me? "
"You …" Xie Nan knew that this was just an excuse, but she couldn't find any words to refute it. She couldn't help but look towards Zhao Yuande, as though asking for help.
"Oh! Haha! " Zhao Yuande let out a dry laugh, then walked over to Xie Nan's side. Smiling, he said to her, "Silly girl, when we talk reason, we have to act differently from person to person. We can't use our mouths to reason with people like this."
"Then what do we use to reason?" Xie Nan didn't understand.
"Use this …" Zhao Yuande's lips curved upwards as he punched out towards the black-robed man. A fist formed from silver light tore through space itself.
Although the black-robed man hadn't attacked yet, he was prepared to attack at any moment. When he saw the silver Lightvirtue fist strike towards him, a cold smile instantly appeared on his face.
He could tell that this person had just become a World-level cultivator, while he himself was a late-stage World-level cultivator. If you want to use this method to reason with me, then you've come to the wrong person.
However, just as he was feeling confident and ready to clash with the silver fist, his face suddenly changed dramatically.
He could sense an unstoppable surge of power pass through his fist. Next, he heard a series of bone-cracking sounds. And then, with a loud boom, the black-robed man exploded into a cloud of blood.
A cloud of blood rained down from the sky, dyeing an area of dozens of meters around him a bloody red.
Silence! Everything was completely silent!
Even Song Yuanlu's face had turned ashen. He didn't dare to move at all as he stood there in place. A late-stage World-level cultivator had actually been blasted into a cloud of blood by a single punch. What sort of terrifying power was this? Could a God Emperor possibly accomplish this? Or perhaps a mid-stage or late-stage God Emperor …
His opponent's cultivation level was so powerful that he couldn't even begin to fathom it!
"See that, girl? That's what we're using to reason with them. They have to listen carefully." Zhao Yuande pulled back his fist, then gently tapped Xie Nan on the forehead. Laughing softly, he said, "That's why we have to be reasonable in different situations and different people!"
"Right!" Xie Nan nodded repeatedly. It seemed as though she had truly learned something from Zhao Yuande. However, she then asked, "Big brother Zhao, is this what a girl should do as well? I just feel a bit embarrassed. They were so polite to me, but I killed their subordinates. That way, they wouldn't think that I'm being unreasonable or that I'm an unreasonable girl. "
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