Just then, a figure walked out of the Spirit Pagoda.
Qiangu Dongfeng looked at Yun Ming in midair, clear displeasure in his tone.
"Yun Ming?"
"What are you doing at the headquarters of my Spirit Pagoda?"
"Showing up here with such fanfare—are you trying to start a war with the Spirit Pagoda?!"
Yun Ming lowered his head and looked at Qiangu Dongfeng, his calm gaze carrying a chill.
"Revenge!"
Qiangu Dongfeng froze.
"Revenge?"
"Revenge for what?"
"For the deaths of two elders of my Shrek."
Yun Ming looked at Qiangu Dongfeng, his gaze ice-cold.
"I didn't kill them."
Qiangu Dongfeng's voice was filled with anger and absurd disbelief.
"Long Yeyue died in Maple Leaf City, and Cai Yue'er died in Star Luo City. I was in Shrek, thousands of miles away."
"And you've come to me for revenge?"
Yun Ming shook his head. That simple motion carried a kind of cold disappointment that said, "You're still trying to argue?"
"Could Han Li, a thirteen-year-old child, really kill a Title Douluo and a Limit Douluo?"
"Qiangu Dongfeng, do you take me for a three-year-old?"
"As if I'd believe such a lie."
He paused, the chill in his eyes deepening.
"Qiangu Dongfeng, you are a dignified demigod. You did what you did, yet you don't dare admit it. You actually pushed the blame for your own mistake onto a child."
"Han Li is, at least, a core disciple of your Spirit Pagoda. For you to act like this is truly unfair to him."
Qiangu Dongfeng's face instantly flushed crimson.
Though he had indeed been pushing things from behind the scenes.
He really hadn't killed them!
How was he quibbling?!
Then Yun Ming made his move.
A silver-white radiance suddenly gathered in his hand.
A long spear emerged from the void—
The Sky-Supporting