Chapter 421: Battle Against the Ghostly Old Woman (Second Update)
Upon hearing this, the witch was taken aback, then burst into uproarious laughter.
That laugh, eerie and mournful, was the most grating laughter Chen Feng had ever heard.
It wasn’t so much a laugh as it was more unpleasant than crying.
Not just for Chen Feng, even Ma Qi, who was in league with the witch, couldn’t bear it, covering her ears with her hands.
Had it not been necessary to let the witch deal with Chen Feng, she would’ve slapped her long ago.
"You should fight if you want to fight, what’s with this ghastly laughing? Even if you need to laugh, can’t it be pleasant to hear? It’s as unbearable as the wailing of a ghost."
After a bout of loud laughter, the witch turned her gaze back to Chen Feng, her face full of disdain, and said, "Boy, I’ve cultivated here in Chaotic Tomb Ridge for over forty years, connected to the Heavenly Gods above and controlling fierce spirits below. I’ve seen all manner of lost souls and strange ghosts, but never have I encountered someone with as much gall as you! You’re still wet behind the ears, yet you think you can smash my place of practice? You don’t seem to realize how lightweight you are!"
"Old hag, to demolish this dump, I don’t think I’ll need to exert much effort,"
Chen Feng said indifferently.
Chen Feng had no courtesy for the old witch.
Because this witch was up to no good; for the sake of money, she was willing to cast spells to harm people. For such individuals, Chen Feng always preferred to rid them swiftly and without mercy.