488: C488 Abdominal Language

C488 Abdominal Language

"Sir, please wait here for a moment. Someone will be looking for you soon."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work"

The waiter brought Shen Qingfeng to a quiet house and left. This place had been renovated well. There was a golden chandelier, a comfortable seat, and a table full of all kinds of food. The most important thing was that it was very quiet. It was not bad to use it as a reception room.

Shen Qingfeng did not even look at the food on the table. He sat on the chair and closed his eyes to concentrate. A few minutes later, he opened his eyes. The door had been closed. There was an old man in linen clothes in the room. He stood there quietly. It was like a thick wall.

He stood with his hands clasped. Although he tried his best to hide his killing intent, he was too weak. How could he escape from the eyes of a Soul Formation Stage cultivator?

"Are you the person sent by the organizer? Regarding the auction of the Security Post, is there anything you need to tell me?"

Shen Qingfeng's expression was the same as ever. Towards a Xiantian realm martial artist, there was no need for him to strike first and gain the upper hand. Instead, he was very curious as to what time the other party would choose to attack.

"Master asked me to come... not for the Security Post... but because he has other matters to discuss with you."

The old man's throat did not move, but a muffled sound rang out in the room. However, this room was soundproof, and once the door closed, it was as if it was isolated from the world. No one could hear their conversation.

"Abdominal language? So it's a mute..."

Shen Qingfeng blinked his eyes. He did not notice this just now. He did not interrupt the other party's words, but allowed the other party to continue.

"Master invites you to go to the Underworld of Yellow Springs. The money of the Security Post will be transferred to Jiang Wenhao's account. As for the young lady of the Jiang Family, she will be taken care of by young master. You just need to feel at ease."

When the old man said this, a strange smile appeared on his face. People like him, who were badly damaged, would often have psychological problems. Even if he had a Xiantian cultivation, which was much stronger than ordinary people, however, in terms of the realm of the soul, he was no different from a mortal.

"Hm? I don't quite understand. Who do you mean by 'master and master'? Also, I'm tired of going to the Underworld of the Netherworld, I don't want to go there anymore "

" If you're interested, I can send you into Samsara for free "

Shen Qingfeng raised his eyebrows. His heartbeat almost never sped up when he spoke. It seemed like he was a top assassin who had done such dirty things many times.

Unfortunately, he picked the wrong opponent today. A martial artist who was unranked could die at the hands of a Soul Formation cultivator. It was already enough to show off in the Underworld.

"Hehe... Little brat... how dare you boast shamelessly... Let me pull out your tongue first..."

The killing intent in the old man's eyes intensified. He clearly told the other party his intentions. This was because victory was within his grasp. How could a weak scholar with no strength to truss a chicken escape from his demonic claws?

He took a series of steps and turned into a shadow, grabbing towards Shen Qingfeng's throat. It seemed like this guy had some unusual hobbies, he liked to torture his prey.

When he pounced on ___, his vision suddenly blurred. Where was the shadow? He did not stop the move in his hand. The force burst out and directly crushed the armrest of the sofa!

"Too slow. Didn't you eat?"

At this moment, a faint sigh came from behind him. He was suddenly shocked and his hair stood on end. He took a step back to the corner and carefully sized up the youth in front of him.

That's right, there was not a trace of cultivation aura. He was just an ordinary university student. But how could that scene be explained? How could an ordinary person avoid his attack?

Could it be... He thought of a possibility and his eyes revealed a trace of fear.

"Liu Guowei sent you here? A mute Xiantian servant. This made me feel a little strange about his identity. I have never heard of such a person in Yanjing!"

"Are you interested in explaining your master's background to me? The more detailed the better. Perhaps you might even have the chance to reincarnate!"

Shen Qingfeng's face revealed a sunny smile, but in the eyes of the old man, it was no less than the whisper of a devil. This was the greatest crisis in his life. His back was already drenched in sweat. However, he couldn't think of a way to break out of the encirclement.

This youth's entire body was full of flaws, but he carried an evil nature, making him not dare to act rashly.

"What's wrong? I don't like to talk nonsense. I'll ask you again, do you not understand what I mean?"

Shen Qingfeng's smile gradually faded. His eyes were like bottomless pools of water. They looked at each other, and even his soul was about to fall into it. He didn't even reveal a trace of his aura, but it scared a Xiantian Realm warrior half to death.2

"I... I won't betray my master even if I die..."

The old man had been struggling for so long, but he still didn't make a move. The courage in his heart had been completely exhausted. He curled up in the corner of the wall, his legs trembling. He had seen true cultivators in his limited life. A magic weapon could cut down a house. Compared to that kind of existence, he was... It was like the difference between clouds and mud.

And now, he could feel that kind of temperament from the young man. The other party was actually Immortal Cultivator!

"He died for his loyalty... even if he lost the chance to reincarnate, he wouldn't regret it... Alright! I'll fulfill your wish."

Shen Qingfeng sighed and slowly raised one of his hands.

"Wait, I will speak!"

The old man had just spoken, but it was already too late. His soul instantly collapsed. Memories flashed past and were instantly erased...

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