The man's voice dropped.

Welcoming the three patriarchs...

Quan Jin, who was only half a meter away from him, slowly looked back at the hour hand, holding the end of the red silk thread between his fingers, and turned around with no emotion on his face.

"Tear!"

The thread went straight through the chest of the three clan leaders.

"Pfft!"

While Quan Jin pulled out the red silk thread, he walked towards the center of the hall expressionlessly. Blood spattered from the wounds of the three clan leaders and just dripped on the footprints where Quan Jin left.

Her movements were crisp and sharp;

Paired with that indifferent look, it's cool, extremely cool.

"Porphyrin."

The three clan leaders knelt on their knees, clutching their bleeding chest, and stared intently at the man in front of them.

He was wearing a white gown, and his bony fingers were crossed behind his back.

That... that face!

Just like the perfect work of art painted by God, there is no flaw in it.

The man pursed his thin lips slightly, and his facial features and contours were somewhat deep. He clearly looked to be in his mid-twenties, but his hair was half white. This made him look even more inhuman and cold.

"You-you-you!!"

The three patriarchs took their last breath and wanted to call out the young master: "Young Master, Young Master..."

suddenly!

The young master's deep, dark, and murderous eyes fell lightly on the three clan leaders. That look was so naked, like looking at the air and the dead.

He said: "Are you looking for death?!"

I heard that the young master has only been angry once in his life; the person who can affect his emotions is the girl he held in his hands many years ago!

The heads of the three clans turned their heads with difficulty.

Staring at the red silk thread on Quan Jin's wrist, he felt the aura on her body that was similar to that of the young master.

It's her...!

It turned out to be her!

"You...you were that year, that year...Bang!" The three patriarchs felt their eyes darken and fell down before they could finish speaking.

"hiss--"

The men from the lower-class families turned pale with fright when they saw Quan Jin's strength!

"How dare you!"

"How dare you attack our three clan leaders?!"

Several men glared at Quan Jin and the young master, trying their best to look less scared: "A man who was expelled from his clan became the king of Kyushu."

"Do you really think you are still from that place? No matter how powerful you are now, you are still a humble ordinary person!"

"You'd better take your own life, otherwise, I will go back and report to the young master!"

Half a moment.

Neither the young master nor Quan Jin responded.

Several men thought Quan Jin was scared.

They threatened even more unscrupulously. When they mentioned the word "young master", they were full of respect and arrogance: "Since you have been to that place, you should know what kind of existence the young master is!"

"Crushing one of you to death is as easy as crushing an ant to death."

After several men finished speaking, they threw a dagger at Quan Jin's feet.

At the same time as the dagger fell to the ground, a figure rushed into the hall. The middle-aged man who came was the subordinate who asked Quan Jin to go back yesterday.

I saw clearly the identity of the person coming.

Several men were horrified, and they quickly saluted their subordinates in surprise and joy: "Sir, why are you here?"

"I've met my lord."

"Sir, you came just in time. These two men killed our three clan leaders. You must avenge them..."

When he said the last word, the expressions on the faces of several men... instantly stiffened.

I saw the person they respectfully addressed as "Sir"...
Chapter completed!