The Siege of the "Impotent Bandit" Tian Boguang (5)
"Huh?"
"Linghu Chong of the Huashan Sect?"
Tian Boguang was taken aback at first, but soon he sneered, his face full of disdain as he waved a hand mockingly.
He knew the Huashan Sect well. A few months earlier, one of its obscure disciples had even driven him off. He'd held a grudge ever since, and had followed those two Huashan disciples for quite a while.
But in the end, he hadn't dared take revenge. All he'd managed was to seize the original cassock containing the Evil-Warding Sword Manual and run.
That was what had set off the chain of events that followed.
But that didn't matter. What mattered was that this nobody dared to provoke him, Tian Boguang!
"What are you supposed to be?"
"You're just some nameless nobody. I don't know you!"
"Never even heard of you!"
Ignoring the increasingly livid and indignant look on Linghu Chong's face, Tian Boguang abruptly changed his tone and continued in a sinister voice:
"But..."
"Your Huashan Sect's 'White Cloud Swordsman,' Lu Dayou, and some little lady called 'Twin Swords, Startling Swan' have a score to settle with me!"
"Since I've run into a Huashan Sect lackey like you tonight, you can consider yourself unlucky!"
"How about I collect some interest from you first?"
Without another word, Tian Boguang charged straight at Linghu Chong.
After all, word that he'd learned the Evil-Warding Sword Manual would soon spread. The people hunting him might flee or band together, so he had to finish this fight quickly. Then he could kill those hundreds, perhaps even thousands, one by one—and spread fear among them!
Of course, he might not be able to kill them all tonight, but that was fine. He wasn't in a hurry.
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