Soul Bugui's Table-Flipping Lesson

"Do you think he might not have had enough killing and decide to come after us?"

Shi Xiu could no longer stop herself from edging toward Hun Bugui, her little face full of terror. At a time like this, she hardly looked like the Hall Master of one of the Ten Halls.

Hun Bugui forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart and shook his head. He had confidence in his judgment.

Hanyu probably would not attack them—unless he was a lunatic.

He could obviously have waited until the others finished attacking before coming out to clean up the mess. Why go to all that trouble?

Of course, they still had every reason to be afraid.

Who could remain calm after watching him kill two Divine Way Realm experts in succession just moments ago?

Especially with Hanyu's strange gaze constantly sizing the two of them up. It was terrifying.

After slowly flying in front of them, Hanyu glanced at the empty ground below and descended first.

His meaning was self-evident: go down and talk.

Whether they should go down or not, Shi Xiu hurriedly looked to Hun Bugui for an answer. Hun Bugui gave her a bitter smile.

"Go ahead and try running. Didn't you see how fast he was?"

Thus, the two of them could only brace themselves and descend together.

The moment their feet touched the ground, Hanyu's first words made their scalps prickle.

"I'm wondering what I should do with the two of you."

Hun Bugui and Shi Xiu's expressions changed in unison, and their hearts chilled slightly. In the end, Hun Bugui forced himself forward, looking at the little fellow he had once held in the palm of his hand with a complicated expression, and slowly spoke.

"You weren't planning to kill us, were you?"

Hanyu rolled