After a moment of surprise and uncertainty, the surrounding crowd all showed expressions of sudden realization.
"Not very old, but quite cunning," Zhu Wenxian commented with a light laugh.
After everyone finished laughing, Shen Qian slowly stood up from his chair. He dragged the chair to the door and, amidst the puzzled looks of Shi Changhai and the others, slammed the alloy door shut with a loud "bang" and locked it with three locks.
After doing all this, Shen Qian turned around, shook his head, and said, "You've misunderstood."
"What?" Shi Changhai frowned, a sense of vigilance rising in his heart. It was a feeling from the unseen world frantically warning him.
But when he looked around, he couldn't find the source of the danger. He had already confirmed that there was no ambush here.
"I was just giving you a chance. If you returned the armor voluntarily, I would only give you a light lesson. After all, it is your right not to join the 'Old Ones'. But... you shouldn't have taken my things and then acted arrogantly in front of me."
He sighed, and the next moment, as if a pencil drawing had been erased, he abruptly disappeared from the spot.
While Zhu Wenxian and the others were still in shock, they suddenly heard a roar from behind them. They quickly turned around and saw that Shen Qian had appeared above Shi Changhai at some point. He swung the chair in his hand and smashed it hard on Shi Changhai's head.
Does he really think this theatrical attack will work?
Zhu Wenxian and the others had absurd thoughts.
Not to mention that his movements after revealing his form before sinking were extremely casual, with no trace of martial arts skills except for his powerful and heavy movements. Even if he really went all out, with the reaction speed of the Stone King's three forbidden bodies, he could easily dodge it.
But this thought lasted for less than a second before it came to an abrupt end with a loud crash and a sudden splatter of pale golden blood.
Bang!
To everyone's horror, the metallic chair slammed heavily onto Shi Changhai's head, shattering into pieces.
Shi Changhai actually stood there dumbfounded, without even uttering a groan, as he was forcefully thrown away, his face covered in blood and dirt, looking extremely miserable.
"I misunderstood too."
Having landed a successful blow, Shen Qian tossed aside the remaining chair leg in his hand and shook his head in disappointment. "A piece of trash like you isn't even as good as one of Ji You's fingers."
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