The moon set and the sun rose.

The long night perished amid the gradually approaching light. Jian Chou had been standing in the same spot for a very long time, and even her body was covered with dewdrops.

The surroundings quickly became lively as cultivators arrived in twos and threes at the foot of Kunwu Mountain.

“Senior Sister Jian Chou!”

Nie Xiaowan’s voice rang out again.

Jian Chou turned around to look, and this time she finally saw Nie Xiaowan, Zhou Kuang, and Zhang Sui completely. These were friends she had met before arriving at Shijiu Zhou. Now, seeing the three of them walking side by side from afar, it stirred some inexplicable emotion in Jian Chou.

When Zhou Kuang and Zhang Sui came closer, they both cupped their fists together and said, “Senior Sister Jian Chou.”

“You came quite early.”

Yesterday, Jian Chou had said nothing and gone straight onto the platform, so she didn’t know what had happened with the people below.

She looked over curiously.

Nie Xiaowan’s cheeks were rosy red. Though she still didn’t reach Jian Chou’s chest in height, one could already vaguely see the stunning beauty she would become in the future. She said, “Yesterday, we originally wanted to wait until Senior Sister Jian Chou finished cultivating before saying goodbye, but we saw Senior Brother Qu from Yashan had also come, so we didn’t come over to disturb you. Senior Sister won’t blame us, will you?”

So they had seen Qu Zhengfeng coming and didn’t dare approach.

It seemed this person had quite a fierce reputation.

Jian Chou found it amusing and only asked them, “Yesterday, I went up, only focused on cultivation. What about you all?”

“We haven’t been up to the Heaven Connecting Platforms yet. After all, it was only the first day, but today we’ll probably have to plan carefully.”

Those who had acted yesterday were either extremely powerful individuals or very weak ones, going up for the experience. The majority of people still hadn’t made their move.

Nie Xiaowan was quite clear about these circumstances.

Zhou Kuang also shouldered his axe and smiled, “I’ve calculated that among the top ten ranked cultivators this time, only two have made their moves. The other eight either dropped out of the rankings, aren’t here, or simply haven’t appeared yet. For us few, with good luck we might enter the small gathering, but with bad luck we might get thrown outside.”

Hearing this, Zhang Sui thought of that strangely powerful genius in the Fengmo Sword Sect and nodded slightly, seemingly agreeing.

He raised his eyes to look at Jian Chou, his gaze flickering briefly before he remained silent.

Jian Chou also glanced at him and only said, “I wonder what Junior Brother Zhang plans to do?”

“Each cultivator has ten chances, and our rankings are also in the top hundred. We shouldn’t fail to claim one of the hundred and twenty Heaven Connecting Platforms. Entering the small gathering isn’t a worry, but whether we can pass each round is uncertain.”

Zhang Sui was very rational, calmly stating his judgment.

With a long sword on his back, he gave people a very steady feeling.

Cultivators ranked in the top hundred all had ten chances. Unless there were too many dark horses, after the great waves washed away the sand, everyone had real skill and wouldn’t lack even a chance to enter.

Moreover, Zhang Sui, Zhou Kuang, Nie Xiaowan, and the others all came from decent sects.

Jian Chou looked back at her own Heaven Connecting Platform and found quite a few people already waiting below, discussing something in low voices. They were probably curious about who would come to challenge her.

Suddenly sighing, Jian Chou said, “Actually, going up later would be better.”

“Pft!” Nie Xiaowan laughed out loud, “Senior Sister is afraid of getting too tired from fighting?”

“No choice, I brought this on myself.”

Jian Chou shook her head with a bitter smile, essentially acknowledging it.

Zhou Kuang and Zhang Sui exchanged glances and both smiled.

This was truly a bitter smile.

Although Yashan’s Senior Sister was inexplicably ranked first, which many people completely didn’t understand, defeating Kunwu’s Xie Ding was an indisputable fact. How many people truly dared to challenge Jian Chou?

Moreover, geniuses had a tacit understanding among themselves: this was merely the entrance selection. Exposing all one’s trump cards at this time and facing off against the strongest opponents would be completely unwise.

So perhaps some people were dissatisfied with Jian Chou’s ranking, but any objections would come after truly entering the small gathering.

As for the current Heaven Connecting Platform battles, it could be said that Jian Chou had a hundred percent guaranteed spot for entry.

After all, the person standing before them was Jian Chou, Senior Sister of Yashan.

Zhang Sui had once thought she would become a name beyond their reach, but he never expected it would come this quickly.

The enormous gap already lay before them, making his earlier question of “Do you have a dao companion?” a complete joke.

A trace of dimness flashed through Zhang Sui’s gaze as it gradually lowered, though few people noticed.

Nie Xiaowan was currently the highest in cultivation among the group. She also looked toward those Heaven Connecting Platforms and said, “Master instructed that while my cultivation isn’t at the very top, it’s also time to go up and choose a Heaven Connecting Platform to temper myself. So today I probably won’t be able to watch Senior Sister Jian Chou compete…”

Her words carried a hint of regret.

Jian Chou found it amusing and couldn’t help reaching out to pat her head, not minding at all: “We’ll surely meet later.”

As she spoke, she also directed her gaze toward Zhou Kuang and Zhang Sui.

Zhang Sui nodded, showing agreement.

Zhou Kuang sighed long and said, “You’re all like this, forcing me to fight desperately too. I can’t fall behind.”

“Junior Brother Zhou’s ranking isn’t low either. Why belittle yourself?”

Getting a chance to enter—how could that be so difficult?

Jian Chou smiled slightly and was about to say more when her peripheral vision caught a figure in the distance.

Zhou Chenjiang.

Wearing a deep gray robe that carried a sense of contained power, giving an impression of profound depth like a deep pool and towering mountain. Jian Chou had already fought with Zhou Chenjiang and was extremely familiar with his aura.

But seeing Zhou Chenjiang today, she couldn’t help feeling surprised.

Everything was because of Zhou Chenjiang’s unpleasant expression, even barely suppressing impatience.

“Senior, senior, don’t leave! Give me an autograph, let’s leave a spiritual consciousness imprint, okay?”

A young man in ordinary azure robes, holding a small sheepskin booklet and a writing brush, quickly followed Zhou Chenjiang.

His face was thin like a monkey’s, his whole body carrying a roguish air, but his eyes looking at Zhou Chenjiang seemed to glow.

Zhou Chenjiang seemed impatient to talk with this person, so his steps became even more hurried.

The young man’s steps also quickened accordingly, becoming anxious: “Well, senior, we at least met once in Black Wind Cave. Though I ran ahead later, I admire you! You were once first on the second Heaven Tablet…”

Chattering endlessly.

Zhou Chenjiang’s expression grew increasingly ugly. After walking two more steps, he suddenly saw Jian Chou watching him with a strange gaze from the side.

“…”

Jian Chou couldn’t speak for a moment either.

The young man following Zhou Chenjiang was like a thin monkey, his bright eyes filled with almost burning admiration, as if seeing someone he’d admired all his life.

In that instant, a phrase from hundreds of feet within Black Wind Cave flashed through her mind: “Even rogues have their spring.”

All the details told Jian Chou one thing—

Could this guy be that sect-less, self-proclaimed rogue who followed Zhou Chenjiang into Black Wind Cave but accidentally surpassed him?

“Senior Zhou? You’re not running anymore?”

The monkey-like cultivator saw Zhou Chenjiang stop and became delighted, thinking the other party finally wanted to accept his admiration. He excitedly shouted out.

Zhou Chenjiang and Jian Chou silently made eye contact for a moment, then withdrew their gazes as Zhou Chenjiang turned back: “Fellow Daoist Zuoliu.”

“Senior is too polite! Just call me Little Liuzi. I wouldn’t dare accept the title of fellow Daoist!”

The thin monkey, Zuoliu, quickly became modest, rubbing his hands with eyes like two glowing spirit stones, making people feel unsettled.

Zhou Chenjiang smiled slightly: “Fellow Daoist Zuoliu is exceptionally talented, no need for modesty. You mentioned admiring many people earlier. Have you heard of Yashan’s Senior Sister Jian Chou?”

“Her?”

Zuoliu was stunned for a moment, then a burning light immediately shot from his eyes!

He quickly flipped through the small sheepskin booklet in his hands, turning to a certain page, and said tremblingly: “Of course I’ve heard of her! Senior Jian Chou is the one thousand three hundred sixty-seventh person I admire!”

One thousand three hundred sixty-seventh…

Just how many people do you admire?!

Zhou Chenjiang’s mouth twitched as he barely maintained the distant but polite smile on his face, stepping aside and looking toward Jian Chou.

“Look, that person over there is Fellow Daoist Jian Chou of Yashan. She’s warm and polite, never refuses others. I’m sure she’d be very willing to meet Fellow Daoist Zuoliu.”

“Eh?”

Zuoliu immediately looked delightedly toward Jian Chou. The moment he saw her, he again showed that expression of ultimate admiration.

“Heavens, it is Senior Jian Chou!”

As his words fell, he didn’t hesitate to abandon Zhou Chenjiang and run toward Jian Chou!

“Senior! Could you sign something and leave a spiritual consciousness imprint? I admire you!”

In that instant, a bone-chilling feeling immediately crawled up Jian Chou’s spine!

Though she didn’t know why Zhou Chenjiang was impatient dealing with this guy, just looking at his expression and hearing their earlier conversation, Jian Chou had an inexplicable intuition: this fellow called Zuoliu was a troublesome character!

Signing something and leaving a spiritual consciousness imprint…

She had no interest whatsoever!

Zhou Chenjiang was dumping a huge burden on her!

Jian Chou wasn’t stupid—how could she accept this?

Almost the instant Zuoliu ran over with his little sheepskin booklet, Jian Chou gritted her teeth and said: “Zhou Chenjiang is harming me!”

Before Nie Xiaowan and the others could figure out what was happening, they saw Jian Chou throw out her Liwai Mirror, transforming into a golden stream of light and landing back on the third southern Heaven Connecting Platform!

“Buzz.”

The dao seal at her waist immediately emitted a hazy glow upon entering the Heaven Connecting Platform’s range, accepting Jian Chou’s presence.

The Heaven Connecting Platform was activated!

“Dong—”

Almost simultaneously, the red sun rose, slowly emerging from the horizon.

From high on Kunwu’s main peak came a long bell toll, covering all the noise at the foot of Kunwu Mountain. For a moment, it dispelled all the morning mist, and light filled the mountain forests on all sides!

Dawn had broken.

In the isolated prison of the human realm, death row prisoner Zhang Tang calmly opened his eyes.

Guards brought him kneeling to the execution block. An execution order was thrown down, and the executioner had already cleaned his great blade. Hand raised, blade fell!

Blood splattered five steps, and a head hit the ground.

The sparse common people piled paper figures and horses outside the execution ground, suddenly filled with weeping.

In the hidden realm of Qingfeng Nunnery, wisps of spiritual energy gradually thinned like morning mist.

On the Immortal Path’s Thirteen Islands, Kunwu’s senior brother ran across the vast Western Sea, gazing distantly at the magnificent land of Shijiu Zhou, watching the sun slowly rise from there.

Where the sun rose was also where the nine-headed bird carried ghosts home.

At the foot of Kunwu Mountain in the Central Region, countless people also watched that red sun, cheering endlessly.

A new day had begun!

New battles had also begun!

“Wonder how many people will act today.”

“Yashan’s Senior Sister has already gone up.”

“Look over there, Yashan’s Tang Wansheng!”

“Tao Zhang has come too!”

…

People continuously exclaimed in surprise, seemingly discovering various highly-ranked cultivators who hadn’t appeared before.

The bell’s echo still rang in Jian Chou’s ears. She moved her gaze from the bursting red sun, remembering that strange cultivator who had just been running toward her. With a thought, she turned to look down below.

That cultivator called Zuoliu watched her figure land on the Heaven Connecting Platform from afar and immediately showed a regretful expression.

How did she just go up…

He sighed long and began hesitating.

Though she was on the Heaven Connecting Platform, he should still be able to go up and ask for an autograph, leave a spiritual consciousness imprint, right?

However, before he could think of a result, exclamations rang out from the crowd.

“Is that Young Master Ruhua?”

“Is that guy the legendary Xia Houshe?”

…

Young Master Ruhua, Xia Houshe!

Those dim eyes immediately regained endless brilliance.

Zuoliu clutched his sheepskin booklet and clenched his fists: “So many seniors…”

Here I come!

In an instant, he completely forgot about Jian Chou, waving his sheepskin booklet as he squeezed into the crowd: “Make way, make way! Don’t block me from seeing the seniors! Damn it, all of you hurry up and move!”

…

Complete chaos.

Jian Chou looked ahead but only saw a line of white-clothed beauties carrying a huge flower platform, floating past from the mountain forest. There seemed to be a figure reclining on the platform, but it was too far for Jian Chou to see clearly.

Young Master Ruhua?

Xia Houshe?

Both were ranked very highly.

As for that Young Master Ruhua…

Remembering those oddballs from Black Wind Cave, Jian Chou immediately felt a headache. She thought of Zhou Chenjiang who wanted to get rid of trouble but had harmed her instead, and quickly looked for his figure.

Unexpectedly, when she looked, Zhou Chenjiang was long gone!

Good fellow, he was probably annoyed by that pest Zuoliu. Once he diverted the trouble to Jian Chou’s side, he seized the chance to slip away.

Thinking about it, there was something strangely… undignified about it?

Jian Chou’s mouth twitched as she felt speechless.

Nie Xiaowan and the others below also sighed seeing this.

“Looks like we’ll have to wait until after getting entry chances to meet.” Nie Xiaowan scanned around and suddenly saw a certain Heaven Connecting Platform, then smiled. “Two senior brothers, Xiaowan will go first.”

Zhou Kuang and Zhang Sui followed her gaze and knew she had chosen her opponent. They cupped their hands: “We wish Junior Sister Xiaowan a victorious start.”

“I borrow the two senior brothers’ auspicious words.”

Nie Xiaowan smiled slightly and flew directly toward the twenty-ninth eastern Heaven Connecting Platform.

On the platform was a male cultivator from an ordinary small sect, Foundation Establishment cultivation. Yesterday he was lucky enough to barely keep this Heaven Connecting Platform.

Nie Xiaowan cupped her fists: “Wuwang Study’s Nie Xiaowan, please give me guidance, senior brother.”

“Purple Sun Gate’s Wang Yu.”

The other party also returned the courtesy and introduced himself.

The match began.

One move!

Two moves!

Three moves!

The opponent revealed a flaw. Nie Xiaowan seized the opportunity and directly brought out her Clear Heart Bracelet, flicking her wrist!

The Clear Heart Bracelet flew out, striking the opponent and knocking him off the platform!

The cultivator wasn’t injured. He staggered a few steps on the ground before finally stopping. Looking up at Nie Xiaowan on the platform in surprise, he touched his chest, finally relaxed with relief, and quickly cupped his hands: “Thank you for showing mercy, Junior Sister Xiaowan.”

“I… I yielded.”

Nie Xiaowan seemed somewhat embarrassed, smiling slightly with reddening cheeks.

“Amazing!”

“What a cute little girl…”

“Truly worthy of being Wuwang Study’s rising new talent!”

“Defeating a Foundation Establishment cultivator in just three moves—even for Golden Core, that’s too strong!”

“Wuwang Study has really been improving in recent years…”

A wave of amazed voices immediately rose from below the platform as people discussed.

Nie Xiaowan, caught in everyone’s discussion, couldn’t help biting her lip, seeming somewhat embarrassed.

She instinctively turned back to look toward the south.

Jian Chou’s side remained cold and quiet with no challengers.

Everyone predicted she might just sit there until the third day, since currently no one was willing to risk challenging her: what if they got seriously injured?

Compared to the kind-hearted and merciful Nie Xiaowan, Jian Chou was clearly a ruthless character.

She was happy to be idle, just sitting cross-legged on the Heaven Connecting Platform watching the surroundings. When Nie Xiaowan’s side started fighting, she naturally noticed.

Jian Chou remembered the Nie Xiaowan of the past.

On the Immortal Path’s Thirteen Islands, though young, she had stood before Xu Lan’er with mid Foundation Establishment cultivation, saying she wanted to take her along.

At that time she blinked her eyes, hinting at Shijiu Zhou’s law: the strong rule supreme.

Back then, Nie Xiaowan and Zhang Sui were the strongest among the five.

As long as they said “yes,” Xu Lan’er couldn’t say no.

Though young, she understood Shijiu Zhou’s laws extremely well.

Now Nie Xiaowan already had Golden Core cultivation, but the first opponent she chose was only Foundation Establishment—very safe.

Perhaps to others it seemed like picking soft persimmons, but wasn’t this exactly the law?

Strength supreme.

The strong rule.

Choosing any opponent wasn’t the problem.

The problem was whether you could win, whether you had the qualifications to win.

At this moment, Nie Xiaowan looked over and met Jian Chou’s gentle, smiling gaze directly.

Originally she had come looking for reassurance, but unexpectedly being looked at by Jian Chou’s warm, tender gaze made her heart beat even more uncontrollably like a little deer, until even her ear tips reddened. She wanted to say something but forgot.

Finally, she could only smile slightly at Jian Chou, still with a bit of shyness.

After all, she was a bashful little girl.

This scene was naturally seen by countless people, giving them a very strange feeling.

On the sixteenth eastern Heaven Connecting Platform, still empty.

The youth in animal hide sat below holding a big watermelon, originally about to take a bite, but now he only stared at the shy little girl Nie Xiaowan, even forgetting to blink.

“Sorry to keep everyone waiting. I lost track of time for a moment.”

Suddenly a cultivator hurried over from afar, walking quickly past the melon-eating youth.

Not paying attention, he bumped into the youth’s elbow.

The youth was lost in thought and completely unprepared. The watermelon in his hands that he hadn’t taken more than two bites of trembled and fell directly to the ground, smashing to pieces!

“Crack!”

A crisp sound!

The youth suddenly came to his senses, his hands now empty: Where… where was the melon?

The departing cultivator looked back and saw it was just a melon, then said: “Sorry about that, didn’t notice.”

After speaking, he leaped directly onto the Heaven Connecting Platform!

“Wow, it’s Soaring Cloud Sect’s Senior Brother Xue Yun, ranked twenty-third!”

As soon as he went up, someone immediately identified him, exclaiming in amazement.

Xue Yun’s face showed a proud expression as he stood arrogantly on the Heaven Connecting Platform.

Below, the youth looked down at the ground covered in red melon flesh, the bright red juice seeping into the soil, looking utterly miserable.

The smile that had always hung on his face finally slowly pulled downward.

Looking up at that Heaven Connecting Platform, he actually stood up, flipped over, and under everyone’s shocked gazes, stepped barefoot into the mud and also landed on the Heaven Connecting Platform!

“Whoa!”

“Who is this kid? Doesn’t want to live!”

“Feels like some wild boy…”

Hearing the discussion below, Xue Yun was also quite surprised, seemingly not expecting his opponent today would be such a youth.

His expression was strange as he coughed: “This little fellow daoist, you’re now—”

“BOOM!”

One punch!

A completely unexpected punch!

An extremely ferocious punch!

Before Xue Yun could finish speaking, he only saw a huge fist suddenly appear before his eyes, constantly enlarging. In the instant before he could react, it smashed into his chest!

Fierce and domineering power carried ten-tenths savagery!

The Golden Core cultivator had no resistance whatsoever. The moment the fist hit him, he was directly blasted away!

“BANG!”

The human figure fell like a boulder from great height, hitting the ground and immediately spreading a spray of blood!

Xue Yun immediately rolled his eyes white from pain and fainted!

“…”

Everyone was so shocked their jaws nearly dropped!

One punch knocked out Xue Yun!

Who was this!

Who the hell was this wild kid!

Stiffly turning their necks to look back.

The youth in animal hide had pulled back his fist, standing hands on hips barefoot on the Heaven Connecting Platform, showing a brilliant smile with eight white teeth shining in the sunlight.

“My mom said people who break others’ things without compensation are all bad people! Bad people deserve beatings!”

Bad people deserve beatings…

But that was just a watermelon!

Yet you beat Xue Yun into serious injury!

Who’s more bad here!

Youth, you…

Everyone was completely speechless. Only some sharp-eyed cultivators tremblingly opened “One Person Platform Notes”—

No sect, loves eating melons!

Twelfth place, the smiling Xiao Jin!

This was killing people!

Xue Yun’s opponent was actually him!

Countless people who instantly understood the youth’s identity couldn’t help mourning for Xue Yun.

Over there, such a big commotion naturally attracted Jian Chou’s attention.

“Such a powerful punch…”

Having cultivated “Human Vessel” body refinement to the fifth layer, Jian Chou naturally understood the terrifying force of that punch.

But…

Even she probably couldn’t deliver such a horrifying strike with full effort!

Who was this youth?

Looking at that extremely brilliant smiling face, Jian Chou suddenly felt her hands itch.

She stood up from the Heaven Connecting Platform, also looking in that direction.

Hmm…

Anyway, she still had several chances left. Should she go spar a few moves with this youth?

While Jian Chou was hesitating, the originally noisy surroundings suddenly quieted down.

Eh?

What happened?

Since the small gathering began, there had rarely been such quiet moments at the foot of Kunwu Mountain, especially around her.

Jian Chou looked up.

A group of over ten people, all wearing no magical artifacts, walked together.

Seeing them, people around actually made way.

The leading young man, supported by the crowd, carried an arrogant air on his face, looking distinguished and talented as he came to below Jian Chou’s Heaven Connecting Platform.

Seeing his appearance, Jian Chou immediately recognized their identity.

No magical artifacts, bodies carrying a strange ethereal quality…

This temperament—she had seen it on Jiang Wenchao, who was ranked first by Zhilin Sou thirty years ago.

Tongling Pavilion?

As this thought flashed by, Jian Chou raised an eyebrow slightly but said nothing.

The young man stepped forward, cupping his hands in greeting with a smile: “Tongling Pavilion’s He Jiuyi, here today to request guidance from Senior Sister Jian Chou of Yashan.”

Tongling Pavilion’s He Jiuyi, ranked eighth!

Jian Chou was stunned, somewhat surprised.

More excitement was coming!

The eyes of surrounding people were already secretly growing excited!

In two days, among the top ten ranked people, hardly anyone had acted—each holding their airs!

The first to act was Kunwu’s Gu Qingmei, but she returned for some unknown reason and still hadn’t come out; then came the life-and-death battle between Kunwu’s Xie Ding and Yashan’s Senior Sister Jian Chou; today, the masters were putting on airs again!

Watching Yashan’s Senior Sister sitting up there with no one daring to challenge, everyone’s hearts were so anxious.

Unexpectedly…

While they were still mentally complaining about whether Jian Chou would just sit there and pass, new drama arrived!

Another top ten ranked person came up!

Great show!

However…

Unlike everyone’s excitement.

On the mountainside platform, Fudao Shanren’s lazy stretch stopped halfway as he looked down at Jian Chou’s Heaven Connecting Platform.

Qu Zhengfeng stood beside him, also raising an eyebrow at the sight.

“He Jiuyi?”

“What’s this person like?”

Fudao Shanren directly waved his chicken leg, pointing at He Jiuyi who was already standing before Jian Chou below.

Having been away from Shijiu Zhou for three hundred years, Fudao Shanren truly knew nothing about these small fry.

Qu Zhengfeng glanced at his master’s greasy chicken leg, then returned his gaze to Jian Chou.

He Jiuyi?

He smiled coldly and only said: “A little bastard.”

“Oh.”

Fudao Shanren took another bite of chicken leg and pondered.

Qu Zhengfeng didn’t know what thoughts were spinning in his head, only saying: “Tongling Pavilion hasn’t had anyone worth watching in recent years.”

Only one Jiang Wenchao.

Unfortunately, since ancient times, talent often faces adversity.

“Whether Tongling Pavilion has anyone worth watching is none of my business!” Rolling his eyes, Fudao Shanren was unhappy. “Damn it, do they all think our Jian Chou is easy to bully? Even little bastards dare come challenge her! If it’s not Ruhua or that Xia Houshe, how dare they swagger before our Jian Chou girl?”

“…Master…”

Qu Zhengfeng seemed to want to say something.

Fudao Shanren was already impatient. Despite countless sect masters and elders behind him, he still waved his chicken leg skyward and decided: “After they finish fighting, you go find somewhere private and beat that He Jiuyi until his own mother wouldn’t recognize him!”

“Master, this isn’t quite appropriate, is it?”

Qu Zhengfeng’s smile carried a bit of stiffness.

Fudao Shanren glared: “What’s inappropriate? Didn’t you used to beat people quite happily?! I tell you to go, so go! Stop being pretentious!”

“…”

In this instant, Qu Zhengfeng had an impulse to commit master-murder and didn’t want to speak at all!

On the mountainside, the masters and elders of the left three thousand sects all looked over at this moment.

Well, well.

It seemed those Kunwu disciples who innocently got beaten over the years finally knew who to blame!

So for these three hundred years, you’ve been quite happy beating people!

Several executive elders from Kunwu turned their necks with cracks, looking toward Qu Zhengfeng, already starting to grind their teeth.