"Am I not being clear enough for you?" The director grinned wickedly. "What can you do… with that cleaver in your hands?" He growled. "You do not even belong here! Why don't you get back to your own world? Ah?"
With a clang, the hand raised and the cleaver chopped at the director's neck. Feng Bujue had no time for the man's raving. Since the main quest told him to kill the director, then there had to be a way to kill this boss. But… the cleaver was bounced back easily like it hit a plate of steel. The copper coins that grew on the director's body was not a decoration. When he was still alive, he was already a monster covered in steely skin.
[What the fuck…] Brother Jue cursed internally. Due to his overly powerful swing, the rebound stunned and numbed his arm. It bounced the cleaver away from his grasp. Now Brother Jue was truly helpless and armless.
