Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Lu Fenghua looked coldly at Yun Ya Zi and spoke.
"Is the Pill Tower going to interfere in this too?"
"Not the Pill Tower. Just me."
"I'm no longer the Pill Tower Master, just an idle cloud and a wandering crane."
"Some bastard offered to lead my horse and hold my whip in exchange for my help, all to keep the Pill Epoch stable."
"I know what happened to Jiuhua. Deaths are normal in a struggle for supremacy, but by taking action yourself, you went too far."
"So you must die today!"
At that answer, Lu Fenghua sneered. "If you want to kill me, come on!"
"I'd also like to know just how much you've improved after all these years."
Faced with Lu Fenghua's provocation, Yun Ya Zi shook his head. "I don't have time to deal with you right now. There's an even bigger battlefield waiting for me elsewhere."
"I'll settle things over there first, then come back to deal with you."
With that, Yun Ya Zi turned to Chen Feng and smiled. "Sword Master, could you do me a favor?"
"Until things over there are settled, please refrain from killing him."
"This fellow certainly deserves to die, but if he dies at your hands, it'll put me in a very difficult position."
Looking at Yun Ya Zi as he pleaded, Chen Feng said flatly, "Whether he survives until you return depends on how hard his life is to snuff out."
"If I were willing to worry about all these tiresome entanglements, I wouldn't have tried to kill him today."
"If you want to stop me, make your move."
Hearing this, Yun Ya Zi felt a headache coming on.
As a close friend of the Pill Epoch's finest sword cultivator,