The purple-robed man's face turned deathly pale. He stammered, "I'm willing to accept the whipping."
The middle-aged monk shook his head. "As the new tiger in town, I have to kill a monkey first, so the rest of the monkeys know how I, Sun, do things."
"No!"
Wu Jiu's desperate cry had barely begun, before it could reach its highest pitch, when a Great Hand Seal descended straight from the sky and crushed a Divine Embryo Realm expert into a cloud of blood.
As soon as Wu Jiu died, the wild charm that had been gnawing on another placenta suddenly perked up. It rose onto all fours, and its two little mouths sucked in opposite directions, drawing Wu Jiu's Divine Embryo—just as it was about to dissipate—into itself.
He killed someone right off the bat, in full view of everyone. In an instant, Master Sun's fearsome reputation was firmly established.
When he could settle things with his fists, he didn't waste time arguing. What a distinct personality. No wonder even the low-level Night Walkers had heard of him.
Master Sun smiled. "Don't think that because I'm quick to kill, I'm simply a harsh superior. The truth is, lately, the various branches of the Night Army have grown more and more negligent, while their ability to solve problems has been steadily declining. This time, I've come on the Council's orders to reinvigorate your spirits and resolve, and breathe new life into the Night Army. I also bear a special mission. The rifts in the starry sky above the Northern Continent World have appeared again, and the immense fortune they've brought has formed numerous currents of energy known as Fortune Dragons. Your main task for now is to search for information about the Fortune Dragons and capture them. Is that clear?"
Everyone