Chapter 610 (1/2)

Slap (2)

“?!” The well-dressed man was stunned. He thought his eyes were failing him. The man who stood before him was gone and by the looks from the crowd, the man was behind him.

The well-dressed man immediately turned around and walked towards Ye Lang. He wasn’t an ordinary man. Despite his fashionable appearance, he was a level eight warrior.

To achieve so much at such a young age was something to be proud of!

As a level eight warrior, he was pissed that someone like Ye Lang could pass by him undetected.

Did I miss something?

“Hey, you, what level are you?” asked the well-dressed man.

If Ye Lang was weaker than him, then he probably was just being careless and that meant that it was safe to be arrogant again; if Ye Lang was stronger than him, he would just leave.

“Level? What’s that?” Ye Lang was confused, he never connected his skills to levels and people rarely asked him about it.

“Your warrior or magic skills, don’t act dumb!” said the well-dressed man.

“Oh, that. I’m not a warrior or a magician so I have no level!” replied Ye Lang honestly. He never took the exams for these two skills so he wasn’t lying.

“Are you telling the truth? You’re not a warrior or a magician?” asked the well-dressed man in surprise. Could a normal person just disappear like that? That isn’t possible, is he fooling me?

“Yes, I’m just passing by. Don’t mind me and tell that old man he’ll die in three days. Get someone to prepare for his funeral!” said Ye Lang nonchalantly.

“!!” The old man looked at Ye Lang in disbelief.

It seemed that the old man knew about his condition but he estimated that he would have had more time. Seeing that Ye Lang could say that with so much confidence, the old man believed his words. He was going to die in three days.

“Hmmph, just say it. You’re a level three warrior. You’re a lazy piece of shit who doesn’t care about his grandfather. You deal with his funeral.” said the well-dressed man.

Slap!

In one swift motion, Ye Lang slapped the man. The red marks on his face made it clear that the slap hurt a lot.

“How dare you hit me!!” roared the well-dressed man after a moment of dumbfoundedness. He momentarily forgot the fact that he wasn’t able to avoid the slap.

The slap from Ye Lang wasn’t sudden, it was a rather normal one. Not being able to dodge it as a level eight warrior was embarrassing.

Some would say that the well-dressed man wasn’t paying attention but in actuality, a high-ranked warrior couldn’t have been hit that easily.