He Liang's Greed

He Liang's face immediately darkened, his eyes brimming with killing intent.

"Kid, I called you little brother to give you face, and you really think you're somebody now.

"Could it be that you don't understand the situation you're in?

"If I wanted to kill you, it would take nothing more than a wave of my hand—easier than crushing an ant.

"Kid, I'll give you one more chance. Hand over the treasure obediently and acknowledge me as your master.

"Otherwise, this Soul Burial Abyss will be your burial ground!"

Hua Qiang's face darkened as well. If he could still smile after being cursed at while someone pointed at his nose, then he would truly be heartless, shameless, and thick-skinned!

Not only did this man want to snatch the treasure Hua Qiang had obtained, he even wanted to enslave him and make him acknowledge him as master. Just who had given him such courage?

"You're courting death!"

"Fuck! I originally wanted to spare your life, but you refused to cherish it. In that case, go die!"

He Liang raised his hand and struck at Hua Qiang with his palm. The next moment, his expression stiffened, then turned deathly pale, terror filling his eyes.

The palm he had struck out with had actually been caught by Hua Qiang, and no matter how he struggled, he could not break free.

"Y-you, let go!"

Hua Qiang looked at him coldly and tightened his grip slightly. With a crack, he directly crushed his hand.

Then he casually pressed downward.

"Ah—"

He Liang let out a miserable scream and involuntarily dropped to his knees.

"Y-you actually crushed my hand! Bastard, I'll kill you!"

At that moment, he was on the verge of collapse. He was a dignified Silver Inspector, a True Immortal Realm Seventh Layer expert, yet