"Long time no see, Shima Yuichi."
Just then, an extremely familiar voice rang out, making Shima Yuichi pause.
When he looked again, a figure wrapped head to toe in Emerald Wind had appeared before him.
It would have been better if he had not looked. The moment he did, he laughed. "Who did I think it was? So it's the Wang Family's eldest young master. What, did you retire to this backwater city after your Contract Beast was crippled?"
Wang Jing frowned and lightly gripped the Elemental Spear in his hand.
"Your mouth is still as foul as ever."
"No matter what happened before, I'm now the director of Tianmang City's Monitoring Bureau. I know what you want to do, and I won't let you succeed!"
Shima Yuichi found it utterly laughable. "That would have meant something if the old you had said it. But with your strength reduced to a mere Fifth Order, don't you find those words ridiculous?"
He lightly slashed at the air, and purple lightning flashed.
A talisman appeared.
Pinching the talisman between his index and middle fingers, he said, "Do you remember this?"
Wang Jing's pupils constricted. "Nether Thunder Curse!"
"That's right. The Nether Thunder Curse—even a Seventh Order would cough up blood after taking it head-on. Can you withstand it now, with only Fifth Order strength?"
Just as Wang Jing thought the other man was about to attack, Shima Yuichi suddenly lowered the talisman.
"What do you mean?" Wang Jing furrowed his brows.
Shima Yuichi looked at Wang Jing calmly. "Wang Jing, I can spare your life for saving me once. Now, move aside!"
"Saved you? When did that happen?" Wang Jing froze.
"The time your Contract Beast dissipated. You may not know it, but you truly saved a great many lives, mine included."