Next time for sure!

Ling Xiao moved, arriving above the City Lord's Manor, and gazed calmly down at it.

His action drew attention from all sides.

"What is this killing god trying to do? Is he going to provoke the Chaos City Lord?"

At that moment, the master of the City Lord's Manor naturally sensed Ling Xiao's aura as well and let out a hearty laugh.

"Why not come into the city for a chat, fellow Daoist?"

Immediately afterward, a powerful aura surged upward, as though a black shadow were rising from the earth. A middle-aged man dressed in ancient garments appeared in midair.

He was Gu Daokong, the city lord of this ancient city. Smiling at Ling Xiao, he introduced himself, his manner carrying a hint of ingratiation.

Ling Xiao cast the man an indifferent glance. "You captured my people? Release them."

Within the City Lord's Manor, he could sense the auras of the Snow Heaven Clan members.

He paid no heed to the man's attentiveness.

As the saying went, whenever something was out of the ordinary, there had to be something fishy going on.

"You exaggerate, fellow Daoist. I regard them as honored guests, not prisoners. This city lord has always enjoyed making friends—especially with extraordinary figures such as yourself, rare in all the world!"

Gu Daokong said with a genial smile, poised and elegant like a refined scholar.

"Oh? I've offended so many people, yet you still want to be my friend. Aren't you afraid of being dragged into retaliation?"

A faint smile creased Ling Xiao's face. He did not believe anyone could be so bold as to befriend him at a time like this.

Wasn't that the same as an old man hanging himself on his birthday?

"Haha..."

Gu Daokong threw back his head and laughed, radiating bold, heroic spirit.