BookMe Chapter 1855 - Think I’m made of clay?
Chapter 1855 - Think I’m made of clay?
chapter 1855: think i’m made of clay? ling han broke into a grin, turned to look at the heavenly phoenix divine maiden, and asked, “feng’er, my wife, can you tolerate that?”
“no!” the heavenly phoenix divine maiden said with loathing. this liu yu kept using shifty eyes to peer at her, which made her feel disgusted.
ling han shook his head, and said, “neither can i!”
he took a step forwards, and walked towards liu yu.
“hey, hey, hey. we can discuss things politely, don’t damage a good relationship!” zhu jin hurriedly jumped out to mediate the conflict. he was a businessman, and amiability made you rich. furthermore, it was indeed liu yu who was too unconscientious in this matter. they had already kindly allowed him to have the cultivation chamber, so why did he still have to be so imperious?
did he really think that the other was made of clay, and could be squeezed and molded as he liked?
“zhu jin, get lost!” liu yu said aggressively, and disdainfully declared, “through all the years in my life, this is the first time i have encountered someone that dares to think of making me apologize!”
ling han gave a light push, and zhu jin was already pushed to the side. he stretched out a hand to grab liu yu.
alchemy city had its laws. fighting was not forbidden, but murder was definitely not allowed—of course, you could completely commit murder deep in the mountains and forests as long as there were no witnesses.
ordinarily, as long as the person who had died was not someone too important, and there was no one bringing a lawsuit, alchemy city couldn’t be bothered to care.
and there was another factor. unless it was the inferior side that had taken the initiative to provoke the other, elites were strictly forbidden from making a move on those weaker than them.
because there were too many forces in alchemy city, if a junior from any clan was beaten, and the seniors ran out in
he had never, ever, been, so, humiliated!
he stared at ling han furiously. he vowed that he would kill this person, definitely!
“heh, you still haven’t learnt your lesson?” ling han asked coldly. pa, he delivered a slap over.
pu!
the rocks in liu yu’s mouth instantly spewed out. not only that, there were also a few broken teeth mixed in. one side of his face heavily swelled up, which showed how strong the force of this slap was.
this naturally was because ling han had not used his full strength. otherwise, liu yu’s form and spirit would have long since been obliterated.
peng!
ling han pressed down again, and liu yu’s whole head sunk deeply into the tiles. thankfully, severing mundane tier had too much time and origin power, so they could temper their physique whilst they cultivated, so their physique was strong enough. otherwise, even if liu yu didn’t die from this blow, he would be half-dead.
but even so, he was still seeing stars, and didn’t even remember who he was anymore.
his arms were drooping weakly, while his behind was raised high. this position was a little ambiguous.
ling han couldn’t help but think of the large black dog. if the large black dog was here, he would probably do that, right?
he revealed a demon-like grin, and said, “feng’er, my wife, leave for a while.”
the heavenly phoenix divine maiden nodded, and entered into the black tower.
meanwhile, ling han drew out a bamboo pole. this was a saintly item—the nine segment purple bamboo—and was astonishingly tough. each segment would only grow in 100,000,000 years, and it was extremely valuable. he snickered, and with a pu, he stabbed the bamboo pole into liu yu’s behind.
“ah...” even if liu yu’s senses were already a little fuzzy at this point, the pain of having his a*s stabbed still forced him back to consciousness. he tried his best to shake his behind, wanting to expel the strange object, but how could it possibly go the way he wanted?
zhu jin, meanwhile, was already completely dumbfounded. it was over, the young master of the liu clan actually had his a*s stabbed under his escort. he would not be able to absolve himself of his responsibility, either.
he wanted to cry, but had no tears.
though ling han’s current action had gone a little too far, could he really be blamed? if he was being honest, and if it was himself in the former’s place, would he be even more furious?
why should ling han just take it lying down? he was not a saint!
“in the future, be a good man. there are many people in this world that have better strength and background than you. you should feel fortunate that this is alchemy city. otherwise, with my temper, i would have long since killed you!” ling han patted the bamboo pole, and it shook under his hand, causing liu yu’s screams of pain to lift a few notes higher.