Chapter 11: Arrogance (1) (2/2)
When he saw the young man, Protector Mo couldn’t help but s.h.i.+ver. The man in front of him had most likely reached the stage of Heaven’s Mandate. It was quite unbelievable; it took Protector Mo fifty years to reach Heaven’s Mandate.
Sectional Leader Fu coldly said: “This is Xu Hui, the first disciple of Protector Hua. Du Yuanguang was Protector Hua’s latest disciple, but he is now dead. Junior Xu Hui wants reparations.”
Xu Hui stepped forward. His eyes exuded a golden light, making him seem like a sword that had been unsheathed. He possessed a tyrannical aura, an aura that felt as if it wanted to devour others.
Xu Hui was, of course, a lot stronger than Du Yuanguang. Even if he was not the ultimate genius, he was considered to be well-established within the sect, so many responsibilities were given to him.
“Murder must be punished by death; a blood feud has to be paid with blood. There is nothing else to say.” Xu Hui stared at Li Qiye like an animal that wanted to rip his prey apart into many pieces.
Protector Mo quickly mediated: “Junior Xu, this is a misunderstanding. My sect’s disciple didn’t want to kill him, it was only an accident.”
Xu Hui gravely responded: “There is no room for discussion. Hand over the criminal right now, do not commit another mistake. Otherwise, you all will be seeking death. If you're not careful, this might bring about the end for your sect.”
“No wonder…” Li Qiye slowly rose from his chair and gracefully walked forward while glaring at Xu Hui: “It is no wonder why the atmosphere of the Nine Saint Demon Gate was so grim, it is because of idiots like you.”
Both Nan Huairen and Protector Mo gulped in amazement. Nan Huairen screamed inside: ‘Oh my G.o.d, my great ancestor, speaking one or two less sentences wouldn’t kill you now, would it? You calling him an idiot to his face is akin to pouring oil into a fire.’
“Those words alone makes you worthy of being killed a thousand times over!”
Xu Hui’s killing intent erupted as he was filled with rage; he made a move towards Li Qiye.
Protector Mo interfered. He grabbed Xu Hui’s hand to stop him from rampaging.
“Protector Mo, don’t make another mistake!” Sectional Leader Fu channeled his energy; his body started to exude a golden light. When he took a step forward, his aura alone made it difficult for Protector Mo to breathe.
“Sectional Leader Fu, is this how you treat your guests at the Nine Saint Demon Gate?” Protector Mo was surprised by the difference in strength between him and Fu. Fu was a Named Hero; unless an Elder was here to combat him, there was no one here who could stop him.
Sectional Leader Fu showed no emotions as he proclaimed: “If you hand over the criminal, you will still be considered an esteemed guest of our sect. However, if you think your sect has the strength to become our enemy and continue to harbor the criminal, then not only will your life be forfeited, your entire sect will meet its demise!”
“Demise?” Li Qiye, who was being protected by Protector Mo, lightly chuckled and said: “The Nine Saint Demon Gate has become too arrogant. If there was the danger of a sect’s demise, it would be yours!”