I was still standing where I was, looking utterly relaxed. From the moment the old man appeared until now, I hadn't lifted a finger.
Yet the moment the old man glanced at me, he suddenly spat blood and collapsed with a thunderous crash.
He had actually died on the spot!
Seeing this, my expression remained indifferent. I wasn't surprised in the slightest. Cursing a Rebel Against the Dao was simply the stupidest thing one could do. Back then, I had even withstood a forbidden curse like Gou Die. This situation was nothing by comparison.
Thus, without lifting a finger, I had watched the old man kill himself.
The sight left everyone around us dumbfounded, utterly unable to speak.
"Why did this happen?"
"How did he die?"
"He doesn't seem to have moved at all from beginning to end."
Just then, someone suddenly shouted, "This man's strength is far beyond that of a wizard. That's why the wizard's curse wasn't merely ineffective—it rebounded onto him."
"This guy is stronger than a Ghost King."
At those words, terror spread across everyone's faces, and they no longer even dared to retreat.
At that moment, the middle-aged leader froze for a second before immediately turning his gaze toward the boss.
"This is what you called 'a little strength'?"
"I—I didn't know he'd be this powerful," the boss stammered.
"Enough!" The leader abruptly waved his hand and ordered his men to bind the boss tightly. Then he came before me with an ingratiating smile and said, "Hero, this is all a misunderstanding."
"I never intended to shelter him. He barged in on his own. I'll hand him over to you now. Let's consider this matter settled."
"Settled? Do you think that's possible?" I sneered.
"Of course not. Our Victor Family will also compensate you. In