"I don't have any food. I've eaten it all."
Surrounded by so many people, Chen Lin remained calm. He chewed quickly a few times, finished the remaining fruit, reached down to draw the short saber beneath him, and struggled to his feet.
"You old bastard, you were hiding a weapon?"
The man looked somewhat surprised. He took a step back, and the short saber in his hand began to glow faintly red.
Chen Lin glanced at the man's short saber.
He likewise took a step back.
As he moved, the crowd behind him also retreated, every one of them exceptionally wary.
"Dad, these people are very strong!"
Tiezhu suddenly spoke.
Then he added, "Not exactly strong, actually. The power they wield must be unusual. It can threaten us, so you absolutely can't let your guard down."
"Understood."
Chen Lin raised the Black Saber and stared coldly at the crowd. Then he channeled his soul power, making the patterns on the blade glow as well.
This saber was a soul artifact, a trophy he had obtained when he killed the people from the Celestial God Palace. He had suspected his energy might be suppressed upon entering the Life Task, so he had prepared quite a few treasures of various kinds beforehand.
"You old bastard, you hid your strength well! So you're an expert of the Mang Realm. Too bad it won't help. If you don't hand over your food today, even if I agree to let you off, everyone else won't!"
The man glanced at the bulging bundle on Chen Lin's body and began inciting the crowd around them.
But what answered him was a streak of shadowy light.
There was no room for hesitation in a situation like this. Chen Lin immediately attacked.
First came the Soul-Destroying Finger.
Then the