After Xue Niang heard this, she simply turned around, led the entire group of new disciples she had brought with her, found a place, and sat down.
Then the other people in Hehuan City who were similar to Xianggu arrived one after another. But when they saw that even Xue Niang, who usually clashed with Xianggu the most, had already suffered a silent loss, the others naturally chose, with extreme wisdom, to keep their mouths shut.
As for Qin Jiuge, standing among the crowd behind them, he could not have been less interested in any of this.
Unfortunately, Qin Jiuge did not go looking for other people's trouble, yet someone just had to come looking for his.
"You, from start to finish you haven't said a word. You look pretty cocky. Do you look down on us or something?"
It was not the people beside the little fatty, but another group who had all come over.
Qin Jiuge glanced at the other party, sensed the faint reek of blood on him, then looked toward Xianggu at the very front. In a calm voice, he said words that left everyone astonished: "Can I kill him?"
"This guy is really annoying."
Hearing this, Xianggu froze for a moment, then clapped her hands and burst out laughing. "Interesting. If you really can kill him, then kill him."
"In any case, one more won't make a difference, and one less won't matter either."
Qin Jiuge nodded.
He turned around, his calm gaze falling on the troublemaker before him.
The child was already scared half to death. His legs went so weak that he collapsed straight to the ground, and that appearance truly did not look like much.
Qin Jiuge curled his lip, dispersed the killing intent in his pupils, then sat back down in