"It's him!"
He shot to his feet. The gray-black Evil Qi around Black Slaughter Master surged like smoke signals in a gale, boiling up and completely swallowing the already dim light in the Main Hall.
Only the two glints of brutal, cold light in his eyes flickered in the gloom.
"What an arrogant little bastard who doesn't know his own limits!
You get lucky with a few opportunities, and now you have the gall to come knocking on my door to collect a debt, you reckless fool?
Do you really think I'm a pushover?!"
His fingers clenched into a fist with a CRACK of knuckles. Black Slaughter Master snorted and took a step, about to leave the hall.
But in the next instant, he gently lowered the foot he had just raised.
'Something's not right…'
'Given the cultivation and methods this brat has displayed... I'm afraid...'
Although Black Slaughter Master had a violent and sinister temperament, he also had a cunning and cautious side.
