Chapter 118 Waving the Tiger’s Skin as a Big Flag
A threat?
Lin Bai hadn’t even shown his face, and he was already being controlled by the Heaven-descended people under him!
Zhao Yi’s face turned pale with anger, and his sword-holding hand trembled uncontrollably.
He didn’t understand. The Heaven-descended people were clearly the outsiders. He could wipe out a large swathe of them with a single sword strike, so why was he the one feeling so aggrieved? Even when the Waning Sun Gate had snatched a large number of Heaven-descended people from his grasp, he had only considered himself outnumbered and hadn’t felt this aggrieved!
It was Lin Bai.
The scene of his afternoon encounter with Lin Bai flashed through Zhao Yi’s mind. His sense of powerlessness then was identical to how he felt now, completely unable to exert his Martial Power.
This was all Lin Bai’s scheming!
If it weren’t for him, the Heaven-descended people would never have become like this!
"Quite interesting." Peng Ze gave Crispy Rice a meaningful look, then turned to Daoist Qingming and chuckled, "Daoist, it seems a fight won’t be breaking out. Shall we also sit and have some tea?"
Saying this, without waiting for Daoist Qingming’s response, he seated himself beside Jiang Qingqin. A Beggar Gang disciple refilled his cup with hot tea. Although Daoist Qingming was a Golden Core Perfected Being, he held no authority over Peng Ze’s Medicine King Valley.
Daoist Qingming remained silent for a moment. With a flick of his horsetail whisk, and without any other discernible movement, he also took a seat at the square table.
The Heaven-descended people were immortal; threatening them with Martial Power was useless. It was better to calm down and observe their actions. He could not bear the responsibility of pushing the Heaven-descended people toward evil ways and villainy.