1084 A Small Town In The Rain (2/2)

With the two fingers, she slowly lifted the heaviest knife in the world off the ground.

As she moved, the weight of the iron knife spread to her feet. With only two clatters, two clusters of cobweb-like cracks appeared on the bluish marble floor outside the butcher shop's door sill.

In the whole process, she frowned and looked dignified. Then she put the knife down.

”Very well, you are entitled to talk to me.” The Butcher looked at her coldly and said, ”Although it was with difficulty, but you managed to lift it up.”

Yu Lian shook her head and carefully wiped her fingers with her handkerchief, saying, ”Old people like you always like to boast about yourselves. I just think it's too dirty. Do you really think that it's extremely heavy?” She frowned attentively, not wanting her fingers to stain of blood or grease.

The Butcher was silent for a quite a while and said, ”You are very strong indeed.”

”Thanks for the recognition.” She replied casually without a sense of seriousness, her strength didn't need anyone's approval, even if the person was the legendary Butcher.

”If you were given my age, no, half, or even a tenth of it, you would probably outdo me, and perhaps even achieve real immortality.” The Butcher looked at her and said, ”Sadly, you'll never have that time again, so you're not enough, and whoever comes from your Academy will be no match for me, because all of you are not strong enough.”

”You haven't been out in the world for years, so you won't know that the strength of the Academy is defined as the word 'strong',” Yu Lian said.

Butcher replied, ”Do you want to bring up Ning Que who inherited the legacy of Ke Haoran? Indeed, he is not bad, but many things had happened in Yangzhou City, and now… he's still lacking.” He said while raising his eyebrows again.

Sounds of steady footsteps echoed in the autumn rain. With the powerful rank of the Butcher, he could naturally hear out that something was wrong with the person's center of gravity, but the footsteps were still extremely steady, which meant this person was dreadful.

The person was dressed in a shabby frock, his hair was short and loose, but his expression was calm. As he walked in the rain, the distance of every step he took was as if he measured it with a ruler beforehand, there was no deviation.

Jun Mo was not someone that would make mistakes.

The Butcher looked at him gravely and said, ”Perhaps, you are also here to see if you can pick up my knife?”

Jun Mo took the handkerchief from Yu Lian and carefully wiped off the rain on his face, then glanced at the knife on the ground. He did not understand what the Butcher was saying and looking at him was like looking at an idiot.

Yu Lian looked at the Butcher as if she looking at an ignorant child and said, ”I've said you would never ask about the world and it proves that I'm right, you don't know the strongest person in the Academy, and it was never Ning Que.

Indeed, the two strongest people of the Academy were Jun Mo and Yu Lian.

The Butcher, the strongest man in the world of cultivation, or even the strongest one in the whole history of cultivation. The ”strong” used here was not referring to the state of cultivation, but the intensity and strength in particular, thus the two strongest person from the Academy came to meet him.

Being stared at and ignored by two Academy juniors, the Butcher's mood turned sour. His face became a little gloomy and he turned quiet.

”Is it enough now?” Yu Lian asked.

”Enough,” said the Butcher. ”Both of you can join forces and try to battle me.”

Yu Lian said, ”Teacher had said that when giving a regular speech, the words you choose are very important. Jun Mo likes using peaceful measures before using force, since it is enough, then we may first talk about some things.”

The Butcher took a deep breath, he had done real war preparations these countless years but was stopped by the words of Yu Lian. His turned his pent-up emotions into a word, ”Speak!”

”It seems a little inconvenient today,” Yu Lian said.

The Butcher looked at her with his eyes narrowed and eyebrows raised, not saying a word.

Yu Lian said, ”I am not afraid of you, it's useless to stare at me.”

Then she turned around to look at the middle-aged man and said, ”Do you know why it's inconvenient?”

The middle-aged priest sighed. ”I think it's because of my presence? But you are of great powers, so why pay attention to me?”

”It is because you are quite strong,” Yu Lian answered.

The middle-aged priest smiled, ”From the beginning till now, I have done nothing.”

”And because of that you are amazing… until now, I don't even know your name, which I have to say it's quite impressive,” Yulian said to him calmly.

She was a fog to the world.

However, this seemingly calm and harmless middle-aged priest, who had been watching and observing for decades, even she could not see his depth, as if his real face was still hidden under the fog, hence, of course, he was worthy of vigilance.

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