"You expect me to leave you with your dignity, Monster? Is civility required for such a creature?" Zhang Shuying raised an eyebrow as a sound of breaking bones emanated from under his foot.
Immortal Liu groaned, her body completely immobilized, the intense pain causing her face to twitch violently.
I simply couldn't communicate with this man. The more I tried to persuade him, the more he insulted Immortal Liu. I had to change my tactic, "She is from the Orthodox Immortal Clan, a part of the Taoist Sect, not a monster. You belong to the Taoist Zhang Family, at least show some thin respect."
"I know she's from the Taoist Sect, but although I bear the surname Zhang, I am not part of the Zhang Family."
Zhang Shuying's lips curved up wickedly, his slender hand supporting his temple, "Because I personally killed my own father and was thus expelled from the family records, hahaha…"
This young man was truly a lunatic.
After revealing the scandal of patricide, he burst into manic laughter, rocking back and forth.
Everyone in the room, including a nearly fainting Yun Hao, was utterly dumbstruck.
"Third Master Zhang, this man was sneaking around outside. I brought him to you." A burly middle-aged man with a beard walked in from the door.
His left hand gripped the newly captured Chen Decheng along with a furious Rongling.
Rongling, unable to contain his anger, roared, "Let go of me! My elder brother is Snake Lord, and my sister-in-law is the heir of the Su Family. If they find out how you've treated me, they will surely flay you alive!"
He ranted vehemently, completely unaware of me standing next to him, twitching my lips.
Poor naive brother-in-law, your brother and sister-in-law are not omnipotent. Right now, they are like clay Buddhas crossing a river...
Chen Decheng was silent as a cicada in winter, shivering without daring to utter a word.
He looked utterly miserable, probably not even knowing why he had been captured...
"Let that uncle go; he is the owner of this restaurant. Our sect does not trouble ordinary folk." Surprisingly, Zhang Shuying waved his hand, signaling his subordinate to release Chen Decheng.
The bearded man roughly tossed Chen Decheng aside and then threw the tightly bound Rongling to the ground, scratched his nose, and chuckled, "Three people sent by the Su Family wanted to enter the Nether to obtain Silk for making Reincarnation Garments for Yun Hao's rebirth."
"Might as well rescue Grandpa with Calabash Brothers, send one after another." Zhang Shuying glanced at his watch and leaned back bonelessly in his chair, "Uncle Zhong is getting old; he couldn't capture that Living Dead half the day. From now on, a minute late deducts ten percent of this month's salary. He's been ten minutes late; guess Uncle Zhong is in for a cold month."
I was speechless again: "..."
Where on earth did this lunatic come from?
"Let me go."
Just then, Beichen's voice came through.
An old man with all-white hair dressed in a white suit entered, pushing a cargo trolley, "So you've all arrived. It seems my old arms and legs can't compete with you youngsters anymore."
Poor Beichen was taped to the trolley, bound up like a mummy.
Xiao Li almost couldn't resist, and was about to rush forward.
I tightly held her back from acting impulsively.
She looked at Beichen, unable to save him, covered her mouth, and kept shedding tears…
"Uncle Zhong, you're one minute late, ten percent off your salary this month." Zhang Shuying said nonchalantly.
The white-haired old man, Uncle Zhong: "..."
"You, Spirit Eye Girl, are these all the people you've sent out? There are no others, right?" Zhang Shuying looked at me with interest.
I sighed, "That's all."
"Oh, that's great," Zhang Shuying clapped his hands, "I only have these two subordinates. If you had sent one more person, my men might have been overwhelmed. You've got two choices."
I looked intently at Zhang Shuying, "Which two?"
"First, you refuse to hand over Yun Hao, I kill all of you, and then turn your bodies into Gu People." Zhang Shuying smiled sinisterly, his eyes filled with malice.
Yun Hao, without a second thought, started, "Su Wan, you hand me over…" he coughed violently.
I looked at Zhang Shuying. He clearly cultivated the righteous path, with the aura of Pure Yang Samadhi True Fire, yet his actions were no better than Xuanjing's, "Yun Hao, be quiet. You provoked Zhang Shuying because of me. I won't hand you over. Sect Master Zhang, I want to hear the second choice."