The pock-marked monk answered truthfully: "What the steward said at the beginning was indeed for us to target Ning Caiyun and try to capture him and seize his storage bag and spiritual stones."
"But after the golden elixir stage strongman appeared, the steward suddenly sent a message, asking us to mobilize the formation flag with all our strength and make sure to kill that person. He also said that after the event is completed, we must ask the city lord for credit!"
The fat monk's eyes shone brightly, "Ask for merit from the city lord? In other words, it's not just his intention to target that person, Yan Laoguai?"
"This...sir, what you mean is that the city lord is actually behind this matter?"
The pock-marked monk was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately reacted.
He rolled his eyes and continued hurriedly: "But that person...how could he offend the city lord? Moreover, in Sunset City, with the city lord's ability, isn't it more than enough to deal with a mere golden elixir stage monk?"
The fat monk stroked his beard and quickly analyzed, "It's not certain, the auction is about to start, and members from all sides of Donghai Thirteenth Wu are gathering."
"If it's a public feud, there's no way this person can run rampant in Sunset City. If it's a personal feud... the city lord will definitely not be able to come forward publicly."
The pock-marked monk asked cautiously: "What do you mean, Master Huang?"
"If we take the initiative and capture that guy, and the city lord is happy, I might be able to take a step further and officially become a senior member of Sunset City." The fat monk twirled his beard seriously, his eyes flashed wildly, and his thoughts changed.
Gotta get active.
There is no doubt about the strength of Sunset City under the joint support of Donghai Thirteenth Wood. Sunset City has been established for thousands of years, and few people in the East China Sea Islands dare to offend and break the rules of Sunset City.
This also means that if you don’t have opportunities and no connections, if you want to climb up, there are only a handful of opportunities to obtain more resources.
But now...this is undoubtedly an opportunity.
"Taking the initiative? This...that person is not weak.
, even the steward failed to take him..."
The pockmarked monk reacted and quickly spoke in a low voice.
It was true that he deliberately provoked Mr. Huang in front of him to target Su Twelve, but his purpose was just to give him another opponent.
At this moment, when he heard that Mr. Huang was actually taking him directly to take action, the fear he had faced when facing Su Twelve suddenly came to mind, making him panic inexplicably.
But before he could finish his words, he saw the fat monk's eyes widening, his beard trembling slightly, and a cold snort coming from his mouth.
"Hmph, you mean that I am not as strong as the steward at the peak of Dzogchen's cultivation in the golden elixir period? Let alone that person's opponent?"
The pock-marked monk shook his head quickly and said quickly, "No, no, I have no doubt about Master Huang's strength."
"I just feel that we don't know the specific situation. In order to avoid omissions, it is best to follow what Master Huang just said and report it to the steward first to let him know the specific situation. Even... let the city lord know.
ah."
The fat monk had a cold face, waved his hands indifferently, and continued: "Look at your worthless appearance. A mere golden elixir monk can scare you like this. Why did my law enforcement team accept you like this?"
A waste."
"You... you are overestimating that person's strength. It's just a golden elixir, no matter how strong it is, how strong can it be?"
The pock-marked monk's mouth twitched slightly, and he was about to speak, but was interrupted again by the fat monk. "But..."
"But what? Are the stewards of the City Lord's Mansion helping you secretly? With the rubbish array flags in your hands, how powerful can it be if someone else helps?"
"Deal with
Generally speaking, Jindan cultivators can do just fine, but it is impossible to deal with real masters."
"If my judgment is correct, then Old Monster Yan is just using you guys as cannon fodder to test that person's true strength."
As soon as the fat monk said this, the pockmarked monk and Wood Xing looked at each other quickly, and their expressions instantly collapsed.
"Cannon...cannon fodder?"
"Don't believe it? Who is Mr. Yan? They are the senior officials of Sunset City. Will they care about the lives of you nameless people?"
"The words of the higher-ups cannot be trusted. If you want to live well in Sunset City, you have to listen to me, right?"
"If I get promoted, your status will naturally increase."
After saying this, the fat monk glanced at the two people in the room.
Then he raised his hand and waved lightly, and a formation flag exuding rich spiritual essence appeared in his hand.
Compared to the blood-stained formation flag lying on the ground next to the body of the scar-faced monk in the room.
The formation flag in the hand of the slightly fat old man was absolutely crushing with just his breath.
With just a slight push, microwaves rippled in the room, and an unknown sky fire suddenly erupted.
The moment the heavenly fire hit the ground, it ignited the corpse of the scar-faced monk on the ground.
The flames go as quickly as they come.
In the blink of an eye, the formation fluctuations disappeared, and the flames in the room also disappeared.
Also disappearing was the body of the scar-faced monk.
On the other hand, the pock-marked monk and Wood Xing were sitting on the ground at the moment, their bodies shaking like chaff.
Sweat had already wet their clothes and hair without knowing when, making the two of them look like they had been fished out of the water.
Their eyes fell on the fat monk, and the two of them were horrified.
"That...that's..."
"Of course it's the power that I exert by holding the formation flag. With this formation flag in my hand, let alone a golden elixir, even an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage might be able to fight."
"Now, do you two still think it is necessary to inform Old Monster Yan and the City Lord in advance?"
The fat monk asked with a smile.
"No...of course it's not necessary. I have known for a long time that with Master Huang's strength, he is definitely more than enough to deal with that kid."
The pock-marked monk shook his head like a rattle. If he said what he had said to the other party before, he was still a bit suspicious.
At that moment, all doubts disappeared.
Previously, I had worked together with the scar-faced monk to activate the formation flag, and with the secret help from the steward, I thought I was strong enough.
But compared to the fat monk's hand, there is still a huge difference. The difference is more than ten times.
Damn it! Master Huang is indeed right. We really cannot believe what those senior officials said. They are really using us as cannon fodder.
Cursing secretly, the pock-marked monk said something hurriedly and carefully when he thought of something next.
"It's just... that the monk finally took action, but it was not against us, but with the help of a level three monster."
"Even if we pass, what attitude and measures should we take against them?"
The slightly fat monk squinted his eyes with an unfathomable look, and waved his hands casually, "Standing? It doesn't matter. It would be best if he just surrendered."
"Otherwise, just accuse him of whatever crime he wants! The power and strength are in our hands. Is it difficult to punish someone?"
"No matter how bad it is, you can still try to anger him. Humans have weaknesses. Some people's weakness is their sons. Even if they don't have sons, they must have other things that they value."
As he spoke, the fat monk showed an air of mastery.