NOVPUBWatching Xu Zimei approach step by step, the bald, fat man completely panicked.
His obese body kept retreating backward.
"You can’t kill me, you can’t kill me, my brother won’t let you off," he said.
Xu Zimei’s figure stopped in front of him, slowly crouching down.
He pressed his hand against the bald, fat man’s head and said indifferently, "Go back and tell your brother to come see me with your head. I might consider sparing Senluo Hall.
Otherwise, I will make this organization completely disappear from Dark Corner City."
Hearing Xu Zimei’s words, the bald, fat man was completely dumbfounded.
"Not leaving yet? Are you waiting for me to invite you to dinner?" Xu Zimei asked.
"Ah, I’m leaving, I’m leaving," the bald, fat man quickly came to his senses and scrambled out of the restaurant.
Xu Zimei stood up, and several people from the Martial Extreme Holy Sect hurried over.
"Many thanks, young master," Shang Xiaoxiao said to Xu Zimei with earnest eyes.
The people beside her also hastened to express their thanks.
"No need. I wasn’t trying to help you. They provoked me on their own," Xu Zimei said, waving his hand lightly and smiling at the group. "Are you disciples of the Martial Extreme Holy Sect?"
Shang Xiaoxiao nodded and said, "The Sect sent us here, and we thought it was just an ordinary trial. We didn’t expect it to be so chaotic."
"You’re not ready to be here yet," Xu Zimei shook his head and said.
This place was even more chaotic than the outside world and quite unfriendly to many people.
A slight misstep could leave an indelible mark on one’s soul for life.
"We think so too. We’ve discussed it and plan to leave Dark Corner City tomorrow.
We want to see other places in the Central Continent since we’re here anyway," Lv Tian said with a smile from the side.
As Xu Zimei was about to leave, Shang Xiaoxiao quickly asked, "Young master, where are you going?"
"What is it?" Xu Zimei turned his head, looking at them with curiosity.
"You should leave Dark Corner City quickly, young master. You might not be aware of Senluo Hall’s strength," Shang Xiaoxiao advised.
"Now is the best chance to escape while they haven’t reacted yet."
"Escape?" Xu Zimei chuckled, then shook his head and silently left the restaurant.
Watching Xu Zimei’s retreating figure, the girl named Fu Yu pouted and said, "What a strange man."
"Maybe he is not afraid of Senluo Hall," Guo Zhi replied with a smile.
"Regardless, we should report this incident to the Sect. Senluo Hall is too arrogant," Lv Tian remarked coldly.
......
After leaving the restaurant, Xu Zimei returned to the teahouse where the Mo Family was staying.
The person in charge of the teahouse was named Mo Zhan, an Elder of an offshoot of the Mo Family.
"Elder Mo, how much do you know about Senluo Hall?" Xu Zimei intended to ask some basic questions.
"What happened?" Mo Zhan asked with some confusion: "They are one of the three major forces in Dark Corner City. I am familiar with some of their higher-ups.
After all, we need to survive here."
"There’s been some conflict," Xu Zimei said with a smile.
Hearing Xu Zimei’s words, Mo Zhan’s expression changed slightly as he quickly said, "You can’t afford to provoke Senluo Hall.
Who did you have the conflict with? If it’s some ordinary disciples, I might be able to settle it for you.
If it’s their higher-ups, then you can only seek help from the family."
"There’s no need, just tell me some basic information," Xu Zimei said.
"How can you not understand," Mo Zhan said anxiously: "Each of the three major forces of Dark Corner City is capable of confronting an ordinary Imperial Rule Immortal Sect on their own."
"Do they have Stepping into Immortality within their ranks?" Xu Zimei asked.
"I’m not certain, but there are definitely powerhouses in the Divine Vein Realm," Mo Zhan replied.
"Otherwise, why do you think Dark Corner City has stood here all these years without being wiped out."
"That’s why I’m here," Xu Zimei said with a smile.
"So what do you plan to do about this? I can’t be of any help," Mo Zhan curiously asked, observing Xu Zimei’s calm demeanor.
"Wait," Zimei replied.
...
In the afternoon, a spring breeze swept through the most bustling streets of Dark Corner City.
A group of people in black robes surrounded the entire teahouse, making it impenetrable.
As the sun began to retreat at the edge of the sky, the setting sun merged with the dusk.
Half of the horizon was painted with crimson twilight, and the other half was filled with the yellowing sunset.
The entire street was in a commotion, and pedestrians hid in the shops on both sides, secretly watching.
A bald, chubby man, surrounded by numerous people in black robes, walked out with an arrogant air.
By his side stood a masked person, whose black robe was an even deeper shade.
The mask on the person’s face was also very ferocious, with two lifelike fangs drawn on it, as if they were real.
He was the Hall Master of Senluo Hall, Ghost Yama.
Majestic Holy Power radiated from him, and a cold voice emanated from somewhere, echoing in the sky.
"Shopkeeper Mo, hand over the person. I won’t make things difficult for you in consideration of the Mo Family," the voice said.
The doors of the teahouse slowly opened, and Xu Zimei walked out alone, composed.
"From which power do you hail?" Ghost Yama asked lightly upon seeing Xu Zimei.
"Just a nameless loose cultivator, don’t be afraid," Xu Zimei replied with a smile.
"Afraid?" Ghost Yama chuckled and said, "I’ve never been afraid of the Imperial Rule Immortal Sect either."
"Have you considered my previous request?" Xu Zimei asked.
"Honestly, since the arrival of our Senluo Hall in Dark Corner City, you are the most arrogant one I’ve encountered," Ghost Yama said in a cold, detached tone.
"It seems you’re not planning to do as I asked," Xu Zimei said with a smile.
"Kill him," Ghost Yama stared at Xu Zimei, his cold murderous intent rising with the afternoon breeze.
The several hundred people in black robes all charged at Xu Zimei.
"Young man, don’t be afraid."
Just then, a hearty laugh and a loud shout rang out simultaneously.
Everyone’s ears buzzed, numbed by the reverberations.
Another group of people appeared, walking from one end of the street.
All of them wore yellow robes, and there were also around a few hundred of them.
The man leading them was dressed in a golden robe.
Seeing this group’s arrival, the residents hiding in the shops on both sides also began to murmur quietly among themselves.
"This is getting interesting now; the people from Puguang Hall have arrived."
"And it’s their Deputy Hall Master. You know, Senluo Hall and Puguang Hall have always been archenemies."
"Yu Hu, what do you mean by this?" Ghost Yama frowned at the situation and asked.
"What do I mean? Can’t I enjoy a good show?" the gold-robed man, named Yu Hu, said with a laugh.
"This is a private affair of Senluo Hall; it’s got nothing to do with Puguang Hall. You’d best not meddle in things that don’t concern you," Ghost Yama said flatly.
"I just love to meddle in things that don’t concern me; what can you do about it?" Yu Hu said with a cold snort.
"Are you trying to start a war?" Ghost Yama’s voice was icy, his expression unreadable behind the mask.
