"Hahaha, so this is the Tang Rao you all talked about? Now that you're here, hurry up and hand the person over to us, and we'll let this pass. But if you don't, don't bla us for being rude!"
Tang Rao almost thought he had encountered a fake old man because of his fiery temper despite his age.
"Say, with the age of all of you combined, it's got to be over a thousand, right? Such a temper would give you high blood pressure, it's deadly! Have you considered calming down a bit?"
Tang Rao's words were really for their own good health. Whether they believe it or not, or willing to listen, is their own business.
Where did this young punk co from, daring to lecture them like this—is he tired of living?
"Cut the crap. If you don't hand over the person, not only will all you old fogeys suffer, but even this kid will share your fate."
Tang Rao hadn't taken a close look at these people's faces earlier, but seeing them now almost made him laugh like a klaxon.
What in the world are they wearing? Are those eunuch suits or opera costus? Big burly n going out dressed like this aren't worried about being laughed at?
"Kid, what are you laughing at? You're about to die and still dare to laugh?"
An old man with all-white hair and eyebrows glared at Tang Rao, dissatisfied with his laugh.
It wasn't that Tang Rao laughed on purpose; he honestly had no ill intention. He just bizarrely found it funny.
"I'm just laughing at how ugly you are—never mind your clothes being so hideous. But still having the guts to show up like this, aren't you afraid you'll scare your opponents to death without even lifting a finger?"
Every word hit them right in the chest. The old n were gasping in anger, while Tang Rao's people cheered for his sharp tongue.
"Kill them for !"
The old man with white hair and eyebrows first issued the order. It seed like he was the leader of the group. No wonder he looked so terrible; as a leader, wouldn't it be a sha if he wasn't a bit ugly?
"Go ahead, kill . If you don't, I won't feel comfortable."
Tang Rao successfully ignited their anger. The four imdiately targeted Tang Rao, giving Wu Suowei a mont to catch his breath.
"Then we'll kill you first and step over your body to get to them."
Four against one, Tang Rao quickly realized his disadvantage.
Granny Hua and Hua Wuque also noticed sothing was off with the enemy. They were clearly intent on taking Tang Rao's life. No matter how much Granny Hua and others interfered, they just dodged without fighting back, focusing more on Tang Rao.
"Elder brother, at this rate, Tang Rao can't handle it alone."
Granny Hua explained the situation to Hua Wuque, not to share battlefield updates, but to have Hua Wuque co up with a solution.
While she's adept with poisons, the opponents avoided her attacks each ti. The four of them cooperated to form an array so tight that no one could think of a way to break it.
"Who says Tang Rao can't do it? He surprises you every ti. I think this ti will be no exception. You should trust Tang Rao for once."
Compared to Granny Hua, Hua Wuque seed to have high expectations for Tang Rao.
"Elder brother, you see Tang Rao's abilities firsthand. Are you not aware of his capabilities?"
The implication was, if Tang Rao continued like this, he would eventually be dood.
Granny Hua had spent much more ti with Tang Rao than Hua Wuque had, making her confident that she understood Tang Rao's abilities better.
"Little sister, you underestimate Tang Rao!"
Hua Wuque smiled but said nothing, continuing to assist Tang Rao with all speed, sharing so of the burden.
Though Tang Rao didn't hear their conversation, upon realizing Hua Wuque's great expectations for him, Tang Rao almost beca teary.
When did he acquire the potential Hua Wuque talked about? If he had such potential, why didn't he know about it?
The more Tang Rao thought, the colder his heart felt.
"Stop thinking too much about my potential—help kill them, or I'll be dead soon!"
He said it tongue-in-cheek, but after fighting for so long, he didn't feel the least bit tired. Instead, he grew more invigorated.
This was the power of battle, a knowledge recently conveyed to him by the Powerful Soul.
With battle power added to his own strength, the one-plus-one-greater-than-two effect had him excited for a long ti.
Ti passed by the incense stick, then the second one. The late-stage practitioners in their group were panting, while Tang Rao seed unaffected, which already left them in awe.
"Did you take drugs?"
Finally unable to contain themselves, the old n asked this foolish question, regretting it even after it left their mouths.
These days, is there any drug that can last this long without side effects?
Tang Rao simply had great strength and endurance. Why did they jump to cheating allegations over these traits?
"Even if I wanted to take drugs, I'd need to have them. You think drugs are easy to co by? I understand that strength diminishes with age, but your slanderous tendencies, I can't tolerate."
Tang Rao hadn't even courteously asked them to stop insulting a master like this, thanks.
But if he said it, and the old n couldn't handle the shock, falling ill suddenly, he would beco a murderer.
If the one sending these n after Tang Rao heard that his n died from anger after only a short fight, would he unleash a thunderous revenge?
Ugh, the thought alone is scary—best not to dwell on it.
"Tang Rao, you've gone too far!"
Another man, slightly younger but already with age spots, couldn't help bursting out.
Did he say Tang Rao is the one going too far?
It's Tang Rao's territory—everyone could understand if Tang Rao said that. But to hear it from an invader, a trouble-seeker who loses and then accuses Tang Rao of going too far—what if Tang Rao lost? Then what would he call himself?
There really are people in this world who can turn black into white.
"You say I've gone too far? Had I not considered your old age and frailty, I'd have taught you a lesson sooner—waiting until now wouldn't be necessary."
Finished speaking, Tang Rao's body began to emit a golden glow, and his right hand beca robust and nacing.
This is the Taotie Hand. While others might not recognize it, those around Tang Rao had seen it nurous tis.
"You've traveled long distances, arduously coming to take my life. Before you leave, shouldn't I present you with a little surprise as a souvenir?"
This little surprise was the Taotie Hand. Showing them his unique skill, they've earned their trip even if they lose this fight.
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