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Faced with the sudden change, the remaining guard was at first at a loss, but soon after, he drew his saber and shouted loudly. He took up a defensive stance and constantly scanned the surrounding area, wanting to retreat back into the shop.2

However, before he could retreat, a bolt pierced his chest and he fell down beside the shop assistant.

Just then, a few waiters rushed out of the store, led by a steward. As soon as he appeared, he shouted loudly, "Who dares to provoke my Star Condensation Pavilion? You don't know what happens when you die?! "

Chen Qing's eyes flickered. He wouldn't be mistaken. The last time, it was this steward who had entertained him, a fifth-grade Xumi Stage cultivator.

Cheng Qing didn't hesitate as he shot out his fourth arrow at the steward.

At the critical moment, the enemy felt the danger and quickly dodged. At least he had managed to twist his throat, but the arrow still flew past his neck, bringing a large amount of blood and flesh with it. In an instant, blood spurted out like a fountain.

The supervisor howled in panic as he retreated back into the store. He didn't dare to show his face again, and there wasn't even a single trace of his angry curses left. When the waiters saw that the stewards were injured, they did not dare to show off and retreated back into the store.

Cheng Qing sneered. He took back the heavy sword and quickly retreated from the rooftop.

Very quickly, the news of Star Condensation Pavilion being annihilated, with three dead and one heavily injured, spread through Chicken Sonic Street.

Many people began to surround Star Condensation Pavilion, wanting to get to the bottom of this. At this moment, the Star Condensation Pavilion Head Manager Chen Xing and his son, Chen Xingliu, were beaten half to death in the street by someone.

Hearing this news, the noisy Chicken's Cry Street suddenly quieted down. Afterwards, no one openly discussed this matter anymore. Obviously, the Star Condensation Pavilion had provoked a fiend. The enemy first beat Chen Xingliu half to death, then ran over to the Star Condensation Pavilion to kill. His intention was very clear; he wanted to start a war with the Star Condensation Pavilion!

Inside the mansion, Chen Xinghe hurriedly entered the house and quickly walked to the bedside. Although he had long since mentally prepared himself, he couldn't help but tremble in anger when he saw the miserable state that Chen Xingliu's chest was in and how his throat had shattered.

With Chen Xingliu's appearance, there was no hope for him to be saved. It was only because the other party had saved some strength that Chen Xingliu was able to survive until now.

But the reason why he held back was not because the other party was merciful, but rather cruel. At this moment, Chen Xingliu wished he was dead, but he had yet to die. One could only imagine how much pain he was in. Seeing Chen Xingliu in such a miserable state, yet unable to do anything about it, Chen Xinghe could only helplessly watch as the other party died. One could only imagine the grief and indignation in his heart.

Who is it? Who was it? You dare to treat my son like this, and dare to provoke my Star Condensation Pavilion, who exactly is it?! " Chen Xinghe roared like a wild beast.

He took two steps forward and stood in front of a kneeling cultivator. This cultivator was Chen Xingliu's follower and the only one injured by Chen Qing who was still able to move freely despite his relatively light injuries.

Chen Xinghe grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up from the ground, "Speak, who is it?!"

"Yes …" "It's that young man by Yang Ruoxi's side …" The cultivators were all cowering in fear.

"Yang Ruoxi?!" Chen Xinghe was shocked at first, as if he couldn't believe that Yang Ruoxi would dare to do such a thing. Then, he suddenly realized something, "The brat beside Yang Ruoxi?!"

"Yes …" He said, he said … "

"What did he say?"

"He said that he wanted to keep young master's life so that he could come back and tell the head manager to wash his neck and wait …"

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