On the second floor of the villa, golden sunlight stread through the floor-to-ceiling windows, creating a warm atmosphere in the spacious bedroom, making it an ideal honeymoon retreat for newlyweds.
Even when Lin Baici was beating Pete, it seed to add a filter, making it appear less violent and bloody.
Pete’s body had been strengthened; his head shattered the television, yet he didn’t have even a scratch, and his hairstyle remained intact.
This was a bit ridiculous.
Therefore, Lin Baici increased his strength!
Winter Long Fist!
White frost gas erged from Lin Baici’s fist, and then he struck Pete’s head.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Pete was initially planning to activate Divine Grace to resist, but Lin Baici’s punch left him bewildered.
Aside from the excruciating pain, the frost gas chilled him to the bone; it was clearly the warm spring season, yet Lin Baici’s punch sent him directly into a freezing winter.
Too cold!
After taking the punch, Pete shivered imdiately, and his teeth chattered.
"I... I..."
Pete felt his brain was about to freeze into a block, his thoughts slowed, and his body stiffened.
Crack! Crack!
As Lin Baici pounded him, white frost, like the frost on glass on a winter morning, began to form on Pete’s skin.
Nangong Shu watched Lin Baici bludgeon Pete, and the built-up resentnt from being ambushed before poured out instantly, feeling utterly satisfying.
Why is Lin Baici so handso when he fights?
No way!
Can’t hold it anymore; I really want to play poker quickly!
Lin Baici threw more than ten punches, and seeing that Pete’s shorts were wet, evidently due to incontinence, he was sowhat surprised.
"That’s it?"
Lin Baici thought he needed to beat him half to death to prevent Pete from retaliating!
To handle this kind of guy, Lin Baici did not want to let his guard down and suffer.
Wait a minute!
Is this guy faking it?
Out of caution, Lin Baici raised his fist again.
"Are you going to kill him?"
Nangong Shu frowned slightly.
"Isn’t it okay?"
Lin Baici looked up at the lady boss.
"His father is Slave Master Dustin Hoffman!"
Nangong Shu reminded.
"So what?"
Lin Baici countered.
"Uh..."
Nangong Shu was stuck, mostly because of Lin Baici’s righteous expression while asking.
Indeed!
What about Hoffman?
Although Hoffman is infamous, the person before her was a genius who earned the Nine Provinces Dragon Wing title within a year of debut. Not to ntion killing Hoffman’s son; even if Hoffman himself ca, Nangong Shu believed Lin Baici would certainly dare to take action without hesitation.
Bang!
Lin Baici gave Pete another punch, swelling both of his eyes.
"I’m just saying, you don’t have a deep-seated hatred for him. Don’t offend him on my account!"
Nangong Shu ant well.
"Heh, rest assured, it’s not for you!"
Lin Baici grabbed Pete by the hair: "Now that I’ve beaten this guy like this, with a rift between us, we can’t possibly still think about getting along, can we?"
"..."
Nangong Shu was a bit displeased hearing Lin Baici say beating Pete wasn’t for her; after all, won want a man who steps up for them.
However, despite the dissatisfaction, Nangong Shu still admired Lin Baici; she felt Lin Baici was even more attractive for not pandering to won.
"Pete, right? I’ve killed a God, and now I’ll show you how powerful the Divine Grace stripped from them can be!"
Lin Baici seed to be introducing, but it was actually a threat.
He was warning Pete not to play tricks; he could kill him anyti.
Lin Baici extended his right hand in front of Pete’s swollen eyes, slowly closing his five fingers.
Life Mastery!
This Divine Grace needs so ti to activate, not effective imdiately, so grasping the timing of its use is important.
Usually, it’s used when force has already crushed the opponent, causing them to lose the ability to resist.
Thump! Thump!
Pete imdiately sensed his heart skip a beat, as if seized by the Death God.
In that instant, the terror of death so close made Pete tremble with fear, and his plea for rcy reflexively slipped out.
"Don’t kill !"
Lin Baici didn’t listen, continued exerting force with his five fingers.
Pete couldn’t breathe, writhing in pain.
Lin Baici released his grip.
Even though the Divine Grace was only effective for a few seconds, Pete felt as if an entire world had passed.
It was simply too agonizing.
"This Divine Grace is called Life Mastery; I can crush your heart anyti and execute you. Besides, if I die, you’ll imdiately accompany in death!"
Lin Baici threatened Pete: "So, you can’t even consider revenge!"
Pete’s face turned pale instantly, as if in despair.
However, inside he wasn’t as helpless as his appearance suggested.
For an average God Hunter, being hit with such Divine Grace would essentially an doom, destined to live under Lin Baici’s shadow, but Pete wasn’t worried.
Because he had a powerful father, Hoffman’s or those formidable friends of his should possess potent mystical Taboo things, able to neutralize the effects of this Divine Grace.
"Are you willing to introduce yourself now?"
Lin Baici stepped back a few paces, sat on the wooden sofa, and casually grabbed a piece of cloth, starting to wipe the Lamb Shotgun.
"My na is Pete; I am Slave Master Dustin Hoffman’s only son!"
Pete emphasized the word "only."
Clearly reminding Lin Baici that if he killed him, he’d face relentless vengeance.
"Continue!"
Lin Baici remained indifferent, already deciding how to handle Pete: "Lady boss, please search the room and collect the spoils!"
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