Slap!
His mouth split open and he flew a few feet away. With the soul weapon beside me. No one said a word. They already had enough to deal with much as ask for forgiveness for someone who provoked a powerhouse.
"Get your clothes off." I ordered before the middle aged man had a constipated expression.
Snap!
Trying to find his clothes, the man covered his stick as his eyes turned red. He wanted to attack me at that moment but couldn't as he would expose himself for everyone to see.
"Who's running the city?" My voice boomed around as the young man whom I sat next to a while ago moved forward from Luy's group.
Followed closely, a mature woman also flew out from another location.
"Lead me to the busiest street. The longer and crowded, the better." A smile blossomed as I followed the two people. "Luy, lend me some of your clothes."
