Rogers gazed at the bodyguards with a mixture of confusion and disbelief, straining to comprehend their words. How could they accuse him of hiding from the patrol team officials? He had been a victim, robbed and left unconscious in this desolate place. The cold night had taken its toll on him, and he desperately sought some form of compensation. "What do you mean I've been hiding here? I was attacked and rendered unconscious. I've endured a night of suffering in the freezing cold. Bring me some bottles of drink as compensation for this ordeal," Rogers pleaded, his face displaying a deep sense of injustice. The patrol guards stood dumbfounded, taken aback by his audacity. They had never expected someone who had managed to incite the entire town against them to boldly demand a bottle of wine. One of the officials sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "Rogers, you won't be receiving just a bottle of drink. What awaits you is much more than that. You are under arrest for rebellion,
As the words of the Buffy Official reached Jayson's ears, his anger transformed into a sudden deflation. He turned on his heel, grasped Angel's hand tightly, and without uttering a word, began walking away.Angel, taken aback by the abrupt change in her master's demeanour, followed along in stunned silence. The Buffy Official, still in the midst of explaining his suspicions to the gathered officials at the gate, caught sight of Jayson attempting to escape with Angel."Stop right there!!" he thundered, charging forward and casting a spell to enhance his movement. He covered several kilometres in his pursuit, but to his astonishment, Jayson and Angel had vanished from the bustling streets. They seemed to have simply disappeared into thin air.The other officials at the gate hurriedly gathered around, standing beside the Buffy Official. With authority in his voice, he issued an order, "Search the houses on this street. If anyone is hiding, that criminal must be arrested and jailed immedi
Hovering above the demolished execution platform, an elderly man defied gravity, his tenebrous robe defying the breeze that failed to ruffle its fabric. Startled, his eyes widened upon fixing their gaze upon Jayson, who is in the form of Monkey Lord.Sensing the Monkey Lord's ancient wisdom and yet youthful essence, the old man's scrutiny intensified. His narrowed eyes locked onto the Monkey Lord, brimming with curiosity and caution."Old Bastard, who do you think you are?" Monkey Lord's voice dripped with disdain, exuding an overwhelming confidence that resonated through the heavens and earth. "Do you believe I can't kill you? What authority do you possess to dictate my actions, to restrain me? Are you tired of living, a mere immortal cultivator?"The crowd, electrified by the spectacle, felt a surge of adrenaline course through their veins. The people of Ba erupted in a unified cry."Freedom!"Their jubilation stemmed from the hope that someone would lead them against the oppressive
After searching the soul of the official, Saint Kun's impassive face brightened as he murmured, "A person with a reincarnation physique, how intriguing." He gave his body a slight shake, unleashing an overwhelming aura that sent the official hurtling towards the wall. As the official's body collided with the wall's surface, he staggered to his feet, a vacant smile plastered on his face. His hands flailed about in a deranged manner, with drool trickling down from the corners of his mouth. Disgust flashed across Saint Kun's eyes as he regarded the demented official. He raised his finger and directed it towards the official's forehead. A shimmering sword qi materialized at the tip before he slowly lowered his finger. A crimson mark etched its way across the official's head, tracing a path down to his groin. The official split apart, his body cleaved in two. The two remaining officials, who had been kneeling in terror, watched in horror as their eyes widened in sheer dread. "Kill them
After Jayson departed from Ba town, he embarked on a journey towards the next destination. Upon reaching the town, he was taken aback to find it completely sealed off and inaccessible.At the entrance gate, three officials stood guard, preventing anyone from entering. A booming voice echoed from the town outpost, declaring, "No visitors are allowed! Go back to where you came from!"Jayson was taken aback by this unexpected turn of events. He hadn't anticipated encountering a town that would shut itself off from outsiders. Frustration welled up within him, and he muttered under his breath, "The rock sect's behaviour is utterly unreasonable."Just as Jayson contemplated transforming and launching an assault on the gate in his frustration, a loud cry reverberated through the air. "Saint Kun, the Saint of the Rock Sect, has commanded the town to launch a search for the former Saint of the Moon Sect."The corners of Jayson's mouth twitched in agitation; he spun on his heels, quickly distan
Observing the indignant countenance of the well-dressed young man and his entourage, Jayson surmised that he likely belonged to one of the affluent, aristocratic families residing in the city.Jayson crafted a disarming smile and replied with clasped hands and a deferential bow. "Young Master, I removed the poster from the wall merely to examine it more closely. The individuals depicted bore a striking resemblance to certain people I have encountered on my way to the city."Angel's lips twitched involuntarily; she had not anticipated her master's audacity in effortlessly fabricating such a blatant falsehood.The young man, whom Jayson referred to as Young Master, couldn't contain his excitement as his eyes shimmered with joy. Grasping Jayson's hands eagerly, he asked with enthusiasm, "Where did you spot them? Take me there! If I manage to capture those two, my grandfather will finally recognize my worth, and no one in the clan will ever call me useless again. Moreover, I'll be able to
The Young Masters were taken aback by the words that came out of Jayson's mouth. Young Master Mike's face paled in fright, and he anxiously tugged at Jayson's robe while his trembling lips betrayed his fear.Jayson shrugged off his tugs and raised his voice even louder, "Young Master Mike, as the heir of the powerful Mario City family, how can you allow a retarded big-nosed like this to insult you? I cannot simply stand by and watch."Divine senses locked in on them, and some onlookers even emerged from their private boxes to witness the unfolding spectacle. Their eyes gleamed with anticipation and delight.Young Master Kenny's face, now filled with anger and humiliation, darkened at the sight. In a desperate plea, Young Master Mike urged, "Kenny, please don't take his words to heart. He's new to our town and doesn't understand our ways. Rise above his ignorance and arrogance, be the better person."Young Master Kenny's laughter resonated with anger, his forehead vein throbbing as he
Young Master Kenny's frustration was evident as he stormed into Fairy Yan's pleasure pavilion accompanied by his friends, forcefully barging into Young Master Mike's private box. Anger coursed through him as he witnessed Young Master Mike and Jayson indulging in food and drink, while two beautiful women attended to their every need, massaging their shoulders.Kenny's chest burned with an intense rage, fueling his desire to strike down the two individuals before him. However, he knew he couldn't act on his impulses. The pleasure pavilion was heavily guarded by a formidable expert, someone capable of inflicting fatal harm without even making an appearance. The backers of Fairy Yan's establishment were not to be trifled with.With clenched teeth, Kenny mustered a cold, icy tone as he called out to Young Master Mike, "Young Master Mike, why are you still lingering in your private box? Your grandfather will be searching for you soon. It would be wise for you to leave immediately and make y