The two men had sung the same tune, tempering their words with both softness and force.
They had given Jiang Fan a way out while secretly threatening him.
Their skill at negotiation could truly be called consummate.
Yet after hearing them out, Jiang Fan merely let out a soft laugh.
"Are you finished?"
His laughter rang throughout the area, carrying undisguised mockery.
"You two Immortals, with a pack of garbage!"
"You think you're worthy of negotiating terms with me?"
"Today I said I would wipe out the Huangfu Family, so wipe out the Huangfu Family I will!"
"No one can stop me!"
Before his voice had even faded, golden light once again flared from the index finger of Jiang Fan's right hand.
"Sss!"
He jabbed out with one finger. Huangfu Ji's body instantly stiffened as his brow was pierced through.
He opened and closed his mouth, wanting to say something.
But all that came from his throat was a reflexive, gurgling "Glug, glug!"
The sound grew softer and softer until it finally vanished without a trace.
"Bang!"
His body hit the ground. The blood-colored light in his eyes dimmed, his vitality was completely severed, and not another movement came from him.
In an instant, the entire scene fell into dead silence.
The Old Ancestor of the Huangfu Family, one of the Three Great Families of Tianshu City, had actually been killed just like that, as casually as brushing dust aside?
"You!"
Situ Lei's beard and hair bristled, lightning flashing around his body.
"How dare you!"
Nangong Han slammed his staff heavily against the ground, and Cold Qi instantly spread across the entire area.
Seeing this, Jiang Fan immediately assumed a fighting stance, preparing to battle the Old Ancestors of the other two great families.
But who could have expected what