Chapter 70 Who's tired of living still doesn't know.



Although things are peaceful for now, given time, they might really take action against him.

Since that's the case, if you're unkind, don't blame me for being unjust!

"I...I..."

So, Zhen Yun gently clenched his fist in his sleeve, looked up with difficulty, and said in a low voice, pretending to be wary, "Sect Master Zhou, you know that they are all ruthless people. With my mediocre skills, I really dare not offend them."

"Then aren't you afraid of offending me?"

Zhou Li's eyes narrowed, and his voice suddenly turned cold.

"Oh dear, how could I dare? But you two are fighting like gods, so please don't put a little devil like me in the middle!"

Zhen Yun said with a bitter expression, "If I go and tell them you've come, they'll definitely think I'm a traitor and kill me first. How about this, you come with me, so we can ask the Pavilion Master for protection."

"Ha, cowardly and afraid of trouble, not good for anything, but at least he'll live a long life."

Zhou Li gave a mocking sneer, then put his hands behind his back and looked up, saying, "Lead the way."

"Yes, yes, thank you, Pavilion Master Zhou, thank you, Pavilion Master Zhou!"

A cold glint flashed in Zhen Yun's eyes, but on his face he repeatedly expressed his gratitude.

Soon, the group arrived at the door of Emperor Moyu's room.

"You, open the door."

Zhou Li had inquired about Di Moyu's cultivation level beforehand and knew that his strength was comparable to his own, so he instructed his men to take the lead.

"yes."

"Bang..."

The men nodded, then stepped forward and kicked the door open without any hesitation.

"Achoo..."

The moment they entered, everyone sneezed at the same time, even Zhou Li sneezed without any regard for his image.

But he quickly recovered and continued to tilt his head back, pretending to be an expert, as if he hadn't sneezed.

Only then did everyone realize that in the lavishly decorated room, at the table in the very center, a teenager was leisurely drinking tea.

There was a little girl, about five years old, next to him, who was absentmindedly scattering something into the incense burner with her chubby little hands.

The room was filled with a pungent, burnt smell.

"Young Master Di, the person has been brought to you!"

Zhen Yun, who was originally timid and submissive in front of Zhou Li, immediately ran behind Di Moyu after seeing him.

"Yes, well done." Di Moyu nodded approvingly.

"It's my duty to serve you." Zhen Yun bowed obsequiously, rubbing his hands together.

"Damn it, Zhen Yun, you've really lost your mind! How dare you go against us!"

Upon seeing this, Zhou's lackey immediately jumped out and shouted angrily, "Looks like you're really tired of living!"

"Ha, who knows who's tired of living?"

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yun puffed out his chest, stylishly tossed his bangs aside, crossed his arms, and coldly snorted, "With our young master Di here, none of you will leave here alive today."

He already knew the outcome of the match the moment these people sneezed.

Although he didn't know that the backer he thought he had was nothing more than a paper tiger that was all show and no substance.

"Ha, so you're the one who killed Zhou Yuan?"

Zhou Li stepped forward, his sinister gaze fixed coldly on Di Moyu. "So young, it's beyond my expectations. It's a pity that even geniuses need to grow up to be considered geniuses. It seems that today, I will personally destroy a future genius."

Zhou Li stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

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