Bang!
The rock-hard pear wood window shattered under Zhao Hongzhi's brutal impact.
Even Fan Wudi, the seasoned general who could kill on the battlefield without batting an eye, couldn't help but wince.
He sympathized with Zhao Hongzhi's pain.
But Zhao Hongzhi couldn't feel any pain right now, as the kick from the Demon Lord kicked him into the sky and out of Yanhuang City.
Yes, he flied.
Then, he fell violently several dozens of miles away from the city, losing half of his life force in the process.
The Demon Lord had agreed to Chu Mo not to kill him, otherwise that single strike would have killed him several times over.
At the moment, Zhao Hongzhi was barely hanging unto life.
After who knows how long, Zhao Hongzhi woke up sluggishly, not knowing how many bones he had broken.
Every little movement was agonizing.
He endured and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, mixed with loads of teeth.
Quite a few had already been swallowed down his throat.
Trembling, Zhao Hongzhi took a few elixirs from his body and swallowed them, slightly restoring his primordial energy.
Then, bit by bit, he shivered as he touched his broken bones.
The fear in his eyes did not dissipate, but rather became more intense.
"How... how can there be such fearsome power in this world?"
Zhao Hongzhi was frightened witless, so much so that he couldn't even muster the thought of revenge.
The enemy was far beyond his comprehension.
Even the leader of Longevity Heaven, including those centuries-old ancestral powerhouses, probably had no such ability.
Looking towards Yanhuang City, Zhao Hongzhi's mouth twitched violently, it took him a long time to calm down somewhat.
Thanks to the powerful elixirs from Longevity Heaven and his own good physical condition.
After resting for a while, he struggled up and walked clumsily towards the distance.
He didn't dare to stay here right now, the only thought in his head was: get as far from this terrifying place, and from that terrifying person!
Besides that, he asked for nothing else.
Yanhuang City.
Fan Residence.
Inside General Fan Wudi's room.
The old master finally regained his freedom, and the first thing he did was to bow to the Demon Lord: "Even though it is said that great grace is not thanked, I still have to thank you for saving my life!"
The Demon Lord gave Fan Wudi a cursory glance: "I didn't do it for you, if you want to thank... thank your grandson."
"Grandpa!" A mournful cry echoed from the roof.
Then, with a bang, Chu Mo jumped down from the roof, rushed into the old man's room, saw Fan Wudi, and could only kneel, his face full of tears: "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I've failed you, I've gotten you into trouble again, and almost got you involved... I'm sorry, I was wrong!"
Seeing his grandson appear all of a sudden, Fan Wudi was taken aback.
However, seeing his grandson safe and sound, he did not dwell on his surprise. He immediately walked forward, pulled Chu Mo up, his eyes red with emotion: "Good boy, you did nothing wrong, it's grandpa who was wrong, I shouldn't have saved that beast!"
"One day, I'll personally behead him!" Chu Mo declared.
"Good boy, quickly tell grandpa what happened, what's going on?" The old man held Chu Mo's hand, not willing to let go for a second, examining him carefully, making sure he was not injured, or had lost weight.
Chu Mo didn't answer immediately, but turned back to the Demon Lord with a faint smile, "Thank you!"
This 'thank you' gesture made the Demon Lord feel strangely honoured. Because it was the first time this little imp was expressing gratitude towards him.
But then, the Demon Lord felt a strange sense of self-derision. He could not believe he was moved by a mere 'thank you' from this little rogue.
He immediately composed his face, and replied expressionlessly, "I promised you."
Fan Wudi's gaze swept back and forth between the Demon Lord and his grandson, not getting the relationship between Chu Mo and this terrifying young man dressed in black.
But the old master was very clear, this man in black was undoubtedly a formidable powerhouse.
That night, so much had happened, and he even ended up kicking that ungrateful beast Zhao Hongzhi out of the place!
And yet none of his seasoned guards had noticed a thing.
This amply demonstrated that the man in black's power was far beyond his comprehension!
If his grandson could make him his master...
The old master was a direct man. Where ordinary people would still be recovering their nerves after such a close call, he was already planning his grandson's future.
Just then, Chu Mo's next words made the old master's mind reel.
"Don't worry, I promised to take you as my master, and I always keep my word!"
The Demon Lord twitched the corner of his mouth, found a chair to sit down, and said impatiently, "If you have anything to say to your grandfather, say it quickly. Once you're done, let's leave!"
Fan Wudi was about to say something, but Chu Mo interrupted, "Grandpa, don't worry, listen to me explain slowly!"
One urged him to hurry, the other to explain slowly.
The old master twitched the corner of his mouth, somewhat speechless.
Because he noticed that his grandson... wasn't very polite to the intimidating young man in black!
But from all appearances, it seemed his grandson hadn't been mistreated.
This made the old master even more curious.