Among everyone present, Nong Zhu was undoubtedly the one sweating bullets the most. He could not figure out what Yue Qianchou was trying to do. He had actually provoked the trio led by Fat Pei; it seemed Pei Fang's words had not yet pushed matters to the point of violence. Yet, in the instant Yue Qianchou had displayed teleportation earlier, Nong Zhu realized he could no longer gauge this fellow's true depths either. But he understood one thing: this fellow was not someone who would suffer a loss without reason. There had to be a reason for doing this.
Though that was what he told himself, Nong Zhu remained focused and alert. The moment anything went wrong, he was prepared to step in and save him.
The entire Lingfang Valley was deathly quiet, with only a light breeze gently stirring. Everyone's attention was fixed on the people facing off, anticipation written across every face. To the rulers of the various nations, it did not matter who won or lost. The more who died, the better; best of all if every last one died. What Demon Ghost Domain Punishment Envoy? What three late Spirit Transformation stage experts? These figures pressing down on everyone's heads like mountains—better if they all died. Of course, for Yan Zhuixing, if one of the four absolutely had to die, his first choice would definitely be Yue Qianchou.
As the atmosphere froze, everyone's eyes shifted slightly. They saw Yue Qianchou slowly raise a hand, palm outward toward the three men, and snort coldly. "You dare raise weapons against this Punishment Envoy? You've got some nerve!"
The three immediately felt themselves locked onto by an aura. They exchanged glances, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed over their faces. Since they had already been forced to this point, there