Hun Yue glared at Lin Fan.
"You little brat dare to stop me?"
Indeed, Lin Fan felt weak to him. Holding fishing gear, with a calm gaze, he looked like a lost teenager, the kind who exuded a sense of helplessness when faced with danger. This sight excited Hun Yue.
That's exactly the feeling Hun Yue was experiencing now.
Lin Fan stated, "My job is to protect the safety of this city. I get paid every month, so I'll live up to my salary."
Although he hadn't actually seen his salary yet.
He knew that the salary was being sent to Qingshan. He was content with this arrangement, believing that being able to help Qingshan was something to be happy about.
With a whoosh, Hun Yue vanished from his spot, reappearing in front of Lin Fan. The flag in his hand emitted a thick black mist, a powerful pressure enveloping everyone.
"You're courting death."
His gaze was sharp as a knife. He waved the flag, and instantly, it radiated light, engulfing Lin Fan.
"No one can stop me from taking the souls of the living beings in this city."
"Hahahaha…"
Hun Yue laughed, brimming with pride, his imposing manner shockingly impressive.
"You really are a terrifying villain. To deal with villains, we should… Old Zhang, what do you say?"
Old Zhang shouted, "Beat him to death!"
Lin Fan raised his hand and punched Hun Yue directly in the face. The force of the punch was terrifying. Hun Yue's expression changed drastically. The fist hadn't landed yet, but the force transmitted from it contorted his facial features.
Crack!
The crisp sound signified the shattering of Hun Yue's facial bones. His teeth crumbled, swallowed down his throat. The punch, filled with terrifying power, made Hun Yue's body tremble as the force coursed through him.
It was over…
The arrogant Hun Yue met a tragic end, his body falling limply to the ground. The soul-summoning banner he held slipped from his grasp.
Everyone fears death.
Even the arrogant Hun Yue would beg for mercy in the face of absolute danger, hoping for forgiveness.
However, Lin Fan's attack was too swift, too powerful. One punch was all it took. Even if Hun Yue wanted to beg for mercy or apologize, he didn't have the chance.
"Eliminated successfully," Lin Fan declared.
He showed no mercy to villains.
One-Eyed Man squatted down, looking at Hun Yue's mangled face, sighing softly. It was truly a gruesome sight, beyond recognition. His features were completely distorted. If he had to describe it, it was like a clay figurine that had been squeezed out of shape.
Old Zhang took Lin Fan's hand, worried, "Does your hand hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt, it's fine." Lin Fan shook his hand, showing no injuries.
Old Zhang patted his chest, "I'm relieved you're not hurt. I was afraid he might have injured you."
One-Eyed Man turned his head, looking at Old Zhang with a strange expression. The thought in his mind was simple: Were these words even humanly possible? The opponent was smashed to a pulp with one punch, and he was worried about whether Lin Fan was hurt.
Truly terrifying.
One-Eyed Man didn't understand Old Zhang's love for Lin Fan. He envied it, wishing he had such a friendship.
At that moment, just as One-Eyed Man was about to pick up the soul-summoning banner, Wu Xingyun, with swift eyes and quick hands, snatched it first.
"Leader Xu, this object is dangerous," Wu Xingyun said.
One-Eyed Man cursed inwardly, That sly dog is fast.
"I know it's dangerous. It's dangerous for you to hold it too. I think it's best if you give it to me so I can destroy it."
Wu Xingyun shook his head. "No, this object can't be destroyed casually. It requires a special method. The soul-summoning banner contains many souls, most of them innocent victims of Hun Yue. If they are released, it will definitely cause a disaster."
Wu Sheng stood by the side, unable to utter a word.
He watched his elder and One-Eyed Man bicker throughout the entire scene.
As the young master of the Wu Clan, he was too thin-skinned to engage in such shameless behavior like his elder.
In the distance.
Several figures lurked stealthily.
"Did you capture everything on video?" Li Yanyin hadn't expected Hun Yue of the Hun Clan to die so miserably. Lin Fan's strength was truly terrifying. Hun Yue was no match for him, and even the soul-summoning banner was taken.
She held no goodwill towards the people here.
The person she resented the most was Wu Sheng.
Despicable man.
Truly despicable.
"Yes, everything has been recorded," a clan member replied.
Cell phones were good things. They could record everything that happened before their eyes. Having this evidence would be of great help to their future actions.
Li Nannan, standing beside her, knew the princess had a purpose.
She stood obediently.
Not daring to speak, not daring to look too much.
Hun Yue's actions caused quite a stir, attracting not only Li Yanjin but also the Golden Crow's Eighth Prince and his entourage, who watched from afar. Seeing Hun Yue make his move, none of them had any intention of intervening.
None of our business.
Just watch the show.
"Your Highness, they even dare to kill someone from the Hun Clan. They are truly audacious," an elder remarked.
The Eighth Prince scoffed, "What's there to fear about killing someone from the Hun Clan? If they fell into my hands, do you think I would hesitate?"
The elder smiled, "Of course not, Your Highness would never hesitate. But these people don't know that the Hun Clan is vindictive. Now that they have killed Hun Yue, once the Hun Clan finds out, they will definitely retaliate fiercely. Then there will be a good show to watch."
"How about…"
A scheming glint flashed in the elder's eyes.
"What are you thinking? Is this place not fun enough, or is the food not good enough? Where else can you find such an entertaining place? If it's destroyed by the Hun Clan, where will I go to have fun?" the Eighth Prince rebuked.
It didn't matter that his cultivation wasn't as high as the elder's; his status was high enough. His words were commands that everyone had to obey.
"Your Highness is absolutely right," the elder hurriedly agreed.
The Eighth Prince proudly hummed in agreement. He held a high status wherever he went. He was still smarting from his injuries inflicted by Lin Fan, but he had thought it through clearly: I'll just avoid looking at him. It's fine since we won't have any contact in the future.
That One-Eyed Man, however, was quite alright.
He was still quite respectful towards him.
Back at the scene.
One-Eyed Man and Wu Xingyun were still arguing over the soul-summoning banner.
"Leader Xu, if you don't handle this properly, it will cause a lot of trouble," Wu Xingyun said.
He hadn't expected the other party to be so persistent. It seemed like he had no intention of giving it up. No matter what, he had to get his hands on this soul-summoning banner. He had been in Yanhai City for a while without any gains. He had to seize this opportunity when it presented itself.
One-Eyed Man said, "We have specialized equipment."
While they were arguing, the department members began to clear the scene. Liu Ying's eyes lit up when he saw Old Zhang and Lin Fan, but what caught his attention the most was the ginseng.
"Lin Fan, Master, Brother Ginseng, hello," Liu Ying greeted them with a smile.
His attitude was exceptionally polite.
The Evil Chicken was dissatisfied. What does he mean? Does he think I don't exist?
Lin Fan smiled, acknowledging Liu Ying's greeting.
He walked up to Wu Xingyun, extending his hand with a smile. "I can sense something wailing inside. I think I can commune with nature and let them return to where they want to go."
If it were anyone else, he wouldn't have bothered. If they wanted his soul-summoning banner, they would have to fight him for it. But the one who spoke was Lin Fan, and Wu Xingyun had a feeling that although he seemed friendly, he was actually terrifying. Otherwise, Hun Yue wouldn't have died so miserably.
"This is a very dangerous object." As he handed the soul-summoning banner to Lin Fan, he didn't forget to mention the danger, hoping that Lin Fan would be scared and return it to him. Although the chances were slim, it would be a great gain if there was even a sliver of hope.
"Thank you, I'll be careful," Lin Fan said.
Taking the soul-summoning banner, he could feel the wailing inside.
A great number of them.
He spread his arms, closed his eyes, and sensed what others couldn't – the essence of nature. Then, raising the soul-summoning banner high, he exerted force with his fingers. Crack! The banner shattered.
An astonishing scene unfolded.
Specks of starlight appeared in the sky, approaching from afar. Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be small, round orbs of light with tiny wings, like little sprites.
These sprites surrounded Lin Fan, carrying the souls trapped within the soul-summoning banner as they ascended into the sky.
One-Eyed Man and the others were stunned.
Not just One-Eyed Man, but even Wu Xingyun, a member of the Starry Sky Clan, who was well-informed and experienced, was astonished by the sight.
"Lin Fan, what was that just now?" Wu Xingyun asked.
Lin Fan replied, "The power of nature has taken them away."
It was a magical scene.
Wu Xingyun recalled that within the Starry Sky Clan, some clans could manipulate and guide souls, but he had never seen anything like this before.
The power of nature?
What the heck is that?
Honestly, if these words came from anyone else, he would definitely teach them a lesson. You're trying to trick me with such nonsense. Do you really think I'm stupid?
But coming from Lin Fan,
These words held absolute credibility.
"Old Zhang, let's go."
Lin Fan returned the shattered fragments of the soul-summoning banner to Wu Xingyun.
Looking down at the fragments,
Wu Xingyun's expression was pained. A perfectly good soul-summoning banner had been reduced to fragments.
"Leader Xu, since you like the soul-summoning banner so much, I'll give it to you. No need to thank me." Wu Xingyun tossed the fragments to One-Eyed Man. This thing was scrap metal at best.
One-Eyed Man glanced at it and tossed the fragments to Yongxin. "Scrap metal is worth something. Take it back and make a begging bowl. It'll be handy for begging."
"Amitabha," Master Yongxin said with his palms together and a Buddhist expression, chanting a Buddhist phrase. Translated, it meant…
Fuck you!
A monk doesn't use foul language. Buddha is merciful.
"Dismissed, dismissed."
One-Eyed Man waved his hand as if concluding a morning meeting, everyone dispersing. The remaining matters were left to the department. They had fulfilled their duties.
In the distance.
Lin Daoming leaned against a wall. He had just swallowed the talisman he had drawn, a form of self-treatment. However, he still needed the help of a powerful medical practitioner.
He waited patiently.
Considering himself a hero, he awaited the cheers and admiration of the crowd. After all, it was he who had blocked the Starry Sky Clan's killing move, saving many lives.
After a long time.
"Where is everyone?"
Lin Daoming wondered. There was no more commotion coming from afar. The swirling clouds in the sky had disappeared, indicating that the situation had been resolved. Even if they were cleaning up the aftermath, they shouldn't ignore him, right?
Gradually.
The surrounding area became more crowded.
Many citizens returned to the streets, continuing their shopping. A kind-hearted child saw Lin Daoming and immediately tugged on his mother's hand.
"Mommy, this grandpa looks so pitiful. Can I give him a dollar?"
The woman replied with satisfaction, "Son, you make me proud. Go ahead."
Clink!
A coin was placed in front of Lin Daoming.
"Grandpa, this is for you. Buy yourself a pack of spicy strips to nourish your body."
The child placed the money in front of Lin Daoming and then happily ran back to his mother, holding her hand as they walked away.
Lin Daoming stared blankly at the coin in front of him.
He remained in a daze for a long time.
Until…
"Fuck you!"