Waiting for You

Chen Wang's gaze was ice-cold as he looked at the rebel leader rolling on the ground in unbearable pain, as though he were looking at a dead pig scalded to perfection.

Chen Wang swept his gaze around. Fear and fury showed in the eyes of the rebels all around him.

Many of them had already brought out their magical treasures.

As the commotion spread, some cultivators came running out of the houses, their clothes disheveled, shouting one after another,

"Where did this Rogue Cultivator come from? You don't know whether you're dead or alive, daring to run wild in Tianbao City!"

"This brat's got such tender skin and fine flesh. I'd say it wouldn't be bad to have some fun with him."

"I'm going to skin him and make boots out of him! Damn it, what kind of life have we been living these past years? At last, I can let out this anger! Whoever comes to disturb me, I'll tear him apart!"

Chen Wang frowned slightly. He did not bother to investigate whether this was because human nature was inherently evil, or because Great Zhou's laws had been too harsh, suppressing these cultivators' true natures until they rebounded.

At this moment, Chen Wang merely said in a deep voice, "You people can call yourselves cultivators? I could have spared you. Consider today a free gift."

The crowd frowned deeply. After being mocked by Chen Wang, they immediately began hurling curses and filthy abuse.

But they did not understand what Chen Wang meant by a free gift.

Then Chen Wang flicked his finger, and a cluster of flames suddenly flew out. In an instant, sparks filled the sky.

The flames did not appear particularly frightening. Many cultivators were startled at first, then revealed disdainful expressions.

"With such feeble cultivation, I