"Who am I?" The old man chuckled, "I’m just a toilet cleaner."
"Really, you’re not lying to ?" Windy didn’t believe him at all!
"Just look at and my broom, I’m truly a toilet cleaner." The old man smiled warmly, appearing quite friendly.
But when it cos to killing, he doesn’t hesitate.
"Old man, let ask you sothing, answer honestly." Windy gripped the knife in his hand tightly, while the Great Grandmaster stood obediently behind him.
No one went after Jovany Leopold anymore.
"Go ahead, I’ll tell you everything I know." The old man nodded, his hands never stopping.
Whether out of habit or dislike for the dirty ground, the old man swept away the fallen leaves with his broom.
The shabby thatched hut was suddenly clean.
It didn’t look like a lie.
If you haven’t done work, you definitely wouldn’t be this efficient and nimble!
This is what’s called professionalism!
"Old man, answer honestly." Windy pointed to his own nose, speaking slowly. "Do I look like an idiot?"
"How can you insult yourself?" The old man slightly frowned.
"So I don’t, right?" Windy spoke like a child eager for answers.
"Absolutely not, you’re clever and skilled, a dragon among n!" The old man gave a thumbs up.
His hands were covered in calluses.
A clear sign of hard work.
Details!
Windy felt a bit dizzy.
"I don’t look like an idiot, then why do you say you’re a toilet cleaner? Your skills surpass mine! I considered myself a master, could it be I can’t even match a toilet cleaner?" Windy felt a bit broken inside.
Most importantly, the opponent wasn’t a good person.
Killing without rcy.
"But I really am a toilet cleaner, if you don’t believe , what can I do?" The old man sighed helplessly.
"Can we leave then?" Windy tested.
He didn’t care about anything else.
Surviving was all that mattered!
Faced with such a master, he had no illusions of returning to report.
Later, these brothers could testify to their experience.
"Sure." The old man nodded, "I could even see you off?"
"Really?" Windy couldn’t believe his ears.
"Of course, I never lie." The old man continued sweeping.
"Retreat!"
Windy decided to tentatively take steps.
One step.
Two steps.
It was quite safe.
"Let’s go!" He yelled, quickly retreating!
The Great Grandmasters moved swiftly, their thods quick!
It seed the old man only wanted to save people.
With no intent to harm.
But suddenly!
Bam!
Bam bam!
Unexpectedly, all the Grandmasters around him fell.
"Old man, you aren’t being honest!" Windy shouted.
"I said I’d see you off, but I didn’t say where I’d send you, right? To perfection, on the road?"
The old man chuckled, "I’ll send you to Nirvana."
"Brothers, let’s fight him!"
Always calm and full of wit, Windy, who also walked as a double agent within the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, code na Zero.
Now his mind was utterly shattered.
He decided to attack!
No sitting ducks!
"With so many of us, there’s a chance!" Windy wielded the knife, leading a group of Grandmasters to charge at the old man.
"Frog in a well." The old man sighed, gently sweeping the broom.
Suddenly!
The leaves that were swept up flew like knives!
Clang!
Soone sliced one apart, continuing to advance!
But suddenly!
The trees around started shedding leaves.
Everyone froze.
Swish!
The leaves were like sharp blades!
In their brief mont of distraction, it was like a storm of rain dropping.
Plop!
One by one, the people fell to the ground.
Pierced like porcupines.
Clang!
Windy’s knife fell to the ground.
Plop!
He knelt, his head bowed low.
"Go." The old man turned, leaving slowly. "They were trash, but you aren’t."
He whispered to himself, "You’re a dumpster."
"You’re not really going to kill , right? Don’t ss with ! If you’re going to kill, make it quick!" Windy roared, but around him was dead silence, as if the old man had truly left.
Windy stood, walked step by step.
His heart hung in his throat, ready to die at any mont.
But as he walked out of the forest, he wasn’t dead.
Sweat soaked Windy’s clothes.
He wiped his sweat, feeling drained.
Ahead was the Dragon Dance base.
Windy cald down, hurried over.
Through the forest, there was a pavilion.
At this mont, Dragon Dance was sitting there drinking wine.
"Have the hidden posts been set?" She gently shook the wine glass.
"We’ve already set up nurous subtle threads as the Empress instructed. If anyone passes, they’ll be detected." The burly man said with cupped fists.
"Good, those invisible people are really detestable. With this setup, I can rest assured." Dragon Dance nodded.
Faust Beaumont and those people made her very uneasy.
Fortunately, everything succeeded.
Even if those guys were powerful, they couldn’t stop her.
The forr divine clansn now beca Dragon Dance’s strongest force, loyal to her.
"Holy Priestess, Zero is back."
Soone approached Dragon Dance, kneeling on one knee.
"I’ve told you, call Empress from now on." Dragon Dance put down the wine glass, speaking calmly.
"I deserve death, please..."
"You do deserve death!"
Bam!
The burly man slamd a punch down!
The speaker was instantly killed.
The divine clansn walked over, dragged the corpse away, as if nothing had happened.
"Summon Zero." Dragon Dance said calmly.
Soon.
Zero ca before Dragon Dance, kneeling. "Empress!"
"How did the task go?" Dragon Dance was confident; the ones sent to Zero were experts!
Killing Jayceon Rose was like using a dinosaur-slaying knife to slaughter a chicken!
But caution first, achieving perfection without any mishap is what she wanted.
"Please punish , Empress! The target escaped!" Zero felt helpless.
Crack!
The wine glass in Dragon Dance’s hand fell and shattered on the ground.
"What happened?" Dragon Dance stood, walked to his side.
"Jovany Leopold suddenly appeared. According to him, it was Julius Reed’s arrangent." Zero trembled, speaking from the ground.
"Jovany Leopold?" Dragon Dance seed unfamiliar.
Not acquainted.
"An ancient martial artist." Windy hurriedly explained.
"I gave you enough manpower to handle it." Dragon Dance’s tone was now displeased.
"I could handle it, but at the critical mont, a toilet-cleaning old man appeared. He was so powerful, with just a flick of his finger, he could kill a Grandmaster!"
Windy hurriedly explained.
"So, all your subordinates were killed? Only you ca back alive?" Dragon Dance turned her back on Windy.
"Yes." Windy nodded.
"Raise your head, look at ." Dragon Dance suddenly turned, her eyes afla with anger, "An old toilet cleaner appears, saves Jayceon Rose, kills all your subordinates, and only lets you return?"
She pointed at her nose, "Do you see as an idiot?"
Windy’s back went cold, sweat continually dripping...
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