If Qiu Ren had known that Luo Zheng was as stupid as an idiot, he would never have come tonight even if someone beat him to death!
His purpose in seeking out Luo Zheng today was simple: either imprint him with his Slave Seal, making him one of his servants and forcing him to submit, or kill him. Qiu Ren had never slaughtered useful people indiscriminately. That was one of the skills that had allowed him to establish himself in this vein.
Who could have known that this fellow would not even fear him, instead answering like an idiot with words that had nothing to do with the question?
If he had not been wary and unwilling to make a move here, Luo Zheng would already have been a dead man.
"I'm warning you one last time. Move aside." Qiu Ren's face had turned as cold and sharp as ice in midwinter. Being toyed with by a little fellow from the Life and Death Realm in full view of everyone was indeed deeply humiliating.
Luo Zheng showed not the slightest fear. He continued staring at Qiu Ren and asked, "Tell me, what is the purpose of becoming stronger?"
A trace of killing intent flickered in Qiu Ren's eyes, but he reached out and grabbed Luo Zheng's shoulder. Since this fellow refused to move, he would let him suffer a little first.
His hand, shaped like an eagle's claw, clamped directly onto Luo Zheng's shoulder. The True Essence in his body began to circulate. His attack appeared effortless, but in reality, he had already used eighty percent of his strength!
How could the other martial artists fail to understand? Qiu Ren had most likely already used hidden force. In the next breath, Luo Zheng's bones would probably be crushed.
Who could