If nothing unexpected happens, any old ghost here can beat me up.

If possible, please don't call me for battle.

I also don’t want to be discovered that I can’t fight.

"I've already said that there's no chance between me and humans, why don't you believe me?!"

The exiled immortal was so angry that he didn't know who to explain to, and he looked at the old man viciously.

By the way, there is another way to prove it, that is to kill this old man and tell those old cunning people that they were framed.

How could a banished immortal, one of the four evil spirits in Xiangyu, submit to humans?

The Three Poisons of Yunyu are impossible, and the Four Evils of Xiangyu are equally impossible!

I must live up to my title!

The exiled immortal looked at the old man fiercely, then saw the ten-year-old boy out of the corner of his eye, and then the woman in pink with her arms folded.

It seems...I can’t beat him.

The old man grinned and stood there, looking down at the banished immortal who was beaten to the ground.

Reach out your hand.

The voice was deep and powerful: "Be my trick!"

The exiled immortal stared blankly at the outstretched hand.

Around it, stood three provinces.

In front stood Director Fu and the ten-year-old boy.

If it refused, it had no doubt that it would be beaten to death here.

Can……

If there is only despair ahead, even if I am a banished immortal, I will go to the end of the world to take a look!

"I refuse—"

Bang!

The Secretariat struck it in the head with one blow.

At this point, it understood what it meant to be a prodigal son. After staying in the trick for a thousand years, it became docile after coming out.

"I refuse..."

The Secretariat raised its fist again.

"I will not let you down. I will trouble you all from now on."