The Herbal Scents of Farm Life

Chapter 3281 - 3282: Displaying One’s Slight Skill Before an Expert

Who is this person? After he arrived, even the Great Elder, who was incredibly arrogant in front of him, shrank like a quail and didn’t dare say a word?

He glanced at the Great Elder, trying to read something from his face.

But the Great Elder didn’t give him a chance, didn’t even look at him, shifting his gaze elsewhere with obvious guilt.

"What I dislike the most are fruits."

The elder sneered, pressing his foot harder onto Zui Yifeng’s chest, causing him to spit out another mouthful of fresh blood, his expression twisted with pain.

"You... you..."

"Is someone like you worthy of continuing to live in this world?" the elder said coldly, looking at him.

Just as he intended to make a move and kill the man directly, a strand of spiritual power was faster, piercing right into Zui Yifeng’s chest.

"Ah!"

Zui Yifeng’s eyes widened, looking at the flying demon in mid-air, and the silver-clad person standing on it.

"You... you dare..."

Until his death, he couldn’t believe he would die at the hands of those people. They clearly didn’t dare to kill him; otherwise, they would have done it back then instead of exiling him to the Illusion Continent.

But now, he actually died at the hands of these people!

"Trash, should have died long ago," the silver-clad man’s thin lips parted, looking at Zui Yifeng with disdain.

An abandoned child of the family, if not for the clan head keeping him around for some use, does he think he could have lived until now?

Now that the progenitors of the demon’s child had been seized, keeping him around was naturally useless. What the clan head needed was the person who took the progenitor from Zui Yifeng, which was Lin Caisang and Sui Zimo.

"Who are you?"

The elder withdrew his foot, looked up at the newcomer, raised his hand, and sent a strand of spiritual power towards the silver-clad man.

But the silver-clad man merely raised his hand, fending off the spiritual power easily.

"Such meager cultivation, and you dare show off in front of this lord?"

The silver-clad man sneered, shifting his disdainful gaze to the elder.

Even though these people were considered formidable in the Illusion Continent, on the Suilong Continent, they were nothing, so how could he be afraid of them?

"You..."

"This lord gives you three days, hand over Sui Zimo and Lin Caisang, or someone else will be taking the position of Sky City’s lord." Not giving the elder a chance to speak, the silver-clad man finished, then left riding the flying demon.

"You—"

The elder watched helplessly as the silver-clad man departed, so angry he didn’t know what to do.

This person is obviously not from the Illusion Continent; he must be from the Suilong Continent. From the fact he came and killed Zui Yifeng, he probably isn’t on the same side as Zui Yifeng.

Yet, this person arrives and immediately wants Sui Zimo and Lin Caisang!

"Master..."

The Great Elder looked at the elder, respectfully calling out.

"Get out of here, stay home, and if I find out you’re causing trouble outside again, I will personally kill you!"

The elder looked at the Great Elder, speaking to him harshly.

Since when did his disciple become like this, able to commit such acts of collusion with the tiger?

This is truly his fault, choosing such a blind apprentice to bring disaster to Sky City. If he had known this, he should have killed this disciple with a palm strike back then.