The Ancestor Has Worked Hard

"Ahahaha, it's been so long since this god met someone so honest!"

Lou Benwei walked over to Zheng Wu, helped him up with both hands, and looked at him with wholehearted approval.

"Since you're so honest, stay here from now on. Work for me!"

"Thank you, esteemed sir."

Zheng Wu hurriedly bowed.

Looks like my life has been saved today.

But work for Lou Benwei?

He shook his head fiercely inside.

Lou Benwei was indeed powerful, but what use was that? Wasn't it far more comfortable being the ancestor of his Sansheng Gate?

Who would come crawling to be someone else's grandson when they had eaten their fill?

For now, he was merely buying time. Finding a way to slip away was still the best course.

"And these people?"

Lou Benwei turned his gaze toward Sun Li and the others nearby.

"Dispose of them however you please, sir!"

Zheng Wu said with a snickering smile.

"Very good."

Lou Benwei approved greatly, then turned his gloomy gaze upon Sun Li and the rest.

At the sight, Sun Li and the others went limp and collapsed straight onto the ground.

Their faces were ash-gray.

Lou Benwei gave them a bland glance, showing little interest.

He merely waved his hand, and shrill cries of terror rang out beside him.

Sun Li and the others visibly aged before the naked eye, as though they had lived through thousands upon thousands of years in a fleeting instant.

Before long, Sun Li and the others had turned into piles of white bones that fell to the ground.

By the end, even those piles of bones had decayed into heaps of yellow earth.

From beginning to end, it took only a few breaths.

Zheng Wu, standing nearby, was so frightened that his legs went weak.

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