"Not a single Shushan Disciple is to be let go today!"
Happy Old Man blocked Di Nüfeng's path.
What kind of person was this old man?
Di Nüfeng was curious. If it had been before, she would have blasted him to death with one punch already.
However, today was different from before. The scale of the scene was simply too great.
Di Nüfeng's clear, sparkling eyes darted around. "You've misunderstood. I have a grudge against this guy. I'm taking him back to slice him into a thousand pieces and execute him by slow dismemberment!!"
"Then kill him here. It makes no difference." Happy Old Man stared into Di Nüfeng's eyes.
Di Nüfeng's expression clearly could not hide anything.
She might have been able to fool others, but she clearly could not get past Happy Old Man.
"Di Nüfeng, who is this disciple?"
Hearing him call her by name, Di Nüfeng's beautiful eyes spun even faster.
Just who was this person?
Happy Old Man still had not forgotten that Shushan Disciple who had plotted against him.
At this moment, Happy Old Man seemed to be resonating with that sliver of divine soul he had separated.
Happy Old Man's gaze fell on Li Xuanxiao, who had been struck half to death by divine lightning.
Could it be this man?
Di Nüfeng dragged Li Xuanxiao behind her, clasped her little hands behind her back, and said with righteous confidence:
"Y-you... what are you trying to do? If you don't like me, just say it. I already told you, I'm going to tear him into ten thousand pieces."
"Hand him over to me."
Happy Old Man's commanding tone enraged Di Nüfeng. What she hated most was people speaking to her in a commanding tone.
She glared at Happy Old Man viciously. "Who the hell