Gentlemen, Please Die!

"It won't be so easy to kill this old man."

As he spoke, the old man stepped forward, and nine Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet.

"What! A Titled Douluo!"

Everyone nearby who knew what had happened looked shocked. They had never expected the old man who had bid at the auction house to be a Titled Douluo. Then they all secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they had not offended him.

"A Titled Douluo?"

Even Qin Feng was surprised. This had completely diverged from the original story. Since when had there been someone like this in the original?

"A Titled Douluo!"

Ning Fengzhi was secretly startled. He had not expected such an inconspicuous person to be a Titled Douluo.

"A Titled Douluo!"

The four men who had been about to step forward immediately stopped and turned to look at the middle-aged man, as if saying, Why didn't you tell us he was a Titled Douluo? Were you trying to get us killed?

At that moment, all the resentment in the middle-aged man's heart had long since vanished, and his anger had turned into terror. There was no helping it—strength ruled supreme.

Just then, the leading man tried to sneak away. The old man said nothing when he saw it, merely kicking a pebble off the ground.

"Ah!"

The leading man let out a miserable scream, then looked unwillingly at the old man. But no matter how unwilling he was, he could only take it with him to hell.

"Hmph! Didn't you want to kill me? Come on, then!"

The old man shouted, looking disdainfully at the four men. Then a faint glow flashed beneath his feet, and five pebbles shot out toward the five terrified men.

"Ah!"

Miserable screams rose one after another, and the five men died on the spot.

"Who was that guy? The Sky-Blasting Gang? Never heard of them!"

"Exactly! With a Titled Douluo, they shouldn't be so unknown!"

After the old man left, the onlookers around them began discussing the matter heatedly.

"We should go too."

Seeing that the show was over, Qin Feng headed toward the carriage, wondering who the old man was.

"Forget it. The cart will find its way around the mountain when it reaches it."

Qin Feng rubbed his brow, then got into the carriage and headed back to the sect.

"My lord, we've arrived."

"Good."

Qin Feng got out of the carriage, tossed the driver five Gold Soul Coins, and led the cat-eared girl toward the sect.

"Where is this?"

A frightened expression appeared on the cat-eared girl's face. She also knew that her fate now lay in Qin Feng's hands.

"This is my sect. It's where you'll be staying for a long time from now on."

Hearing the cat-eared girl finally speak, Qin Feng explained. He had not intended to bid on her either, but she really was too pretty.

If the readers had been at the auction house, they probably would have been even crazier than him. With that bunch of lecherous old perverts, how could he not know?

"Oh."

After saying that, the cat-eared girl fell silent and followed Qin Feng toward the sect.

"Sect Master, you're back?"

King Gigi strutted over with an arrogant swagger. When he saw the cat-eared girl behind Qin Feng, his eyes flickered.

"Who is this?"

King Gigi looked puzzled. Why did Qin Feng have to bring someone back every time he went out?

"She was bought at an auction."

Qin Feng explained. King Gigi nodded after hearing that, then looked curiously at the cat-eared girl.

"What are you looking at? Never seen one before?"

Bald Strong mocked him, looking at his mouth, which was bigger than his face.

"I haven't."

King Gigi spoke frankly. There had only been a few people in Bear Ridge. Could he have seen something like this there? It was already good enough when anyone came by.

"Alright, stop bickering."

Qin Feng glared at the two of them. They really had to mock each other every time they met. Would they die if they did not?

"Tch!"

Bald Strong turned his head away, while King Gigi looked utterly bewildered. Since when had they been bickering? Why did he not know?

Qin Feng ignored the two living treasures and led the cat-eared girl toward an empty room.

"You'll live here from now on."

Qin Feng pointed at the room. The cat-eared girl was surprised when she heard this. She had thought he had bought her to...

"Thank you."

After saying that, the cat-eared girl entered the room. Qin Feng also returned to his room. He had barely slept well in the carriage over the past few days, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

"Ding. Mission issued: Gentlemen, Please Die!"

Hearing the system's voice, Qin Feng climbed out of bed impatiently. He looked confused when he saw the mission it had issued.

"System, what does that mean?"

"Ding. Send invitations to all the top sects on the continent, clearly stating in the invitations: Gentlemen, Please Die!"

"As long as all who come are killed, the mission will be considered complete."

"Mission completion reward: one summoning opportunity."

"Cough, cough. I don't do things that offend people like this, but this time, I'll reluctantly agree."

Qin Feng said he did not want to do it, but he acted quickly nonetheless, immediately ordering someone to prepare the invitations.

"Sect Master, the invitations are ready. What should we write on them?"

Dugu Bo walked over carrying the invitations.

"Give them to me. Do you have a pen?"

Qin Feng took the pen Dugu Bo handed him and wrote on them.

"Hiss!"

Dugu Bo rubbed his eyes in disbelief when he saw it. Gentlemen, Please Die? What arrogance! Although he believed the sect had the strength to back it up, he would not do this kind of job that offended everyone.

"Sect Master, may I ask who these are for?"

Dugu Bo asked weakly. He was not delivering them! Would that not be rushing to his death?

"The major sects, of course!"

Qin Feng answered casually. Naturally, he did not want to do work that offended people either! But the system was offering too much.

"Hiss!"

Dugu Bo sucked in a cold breath, then shook his head. He was already preparing to run away. If he did not flee now, then when would he? He did not want to remain in a sect like this.

"Alright, all done."

Qin Feng clapped his hands, looking amazed. That handwriting—if no one told him otherwise, he would have thought Wang Xizhi had come back to life! It was truly carved into the wood.

"How about you deliver them?"

As he spoke, Qin Feng turned to look at Dugu Bo beside him, who was shaking his head.

"I'm not going. Whoever wants to go can go."

Dugu Bo shook his head so hard it was nearly falling off. He would not go. Was that not sending him to his death? Anyone who saw that invitation would beat him up.

"Fine, forget it."

Qin Feng did not force him after hearing that. Instead, he summoned Pawns and handed the invitations over.

"Deliver these invitations to every famous force."

Qin Feng instructed Pawns. There was no helping it—probably no one besides Pawns would be willing to do this kind of job that offended people.

"Yes."

Pawns nodded respectfully, then took the invitations and left the sect.

"Hello, I wish to see Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Pawns first arrived at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and spoke to the guard.

"Please wait."

With that, the guard headed into the sect.

"Please come in."

Before long, the guard returned with a nod, then went back to standing guard by the entrance.

Pawns said nothing upon hearing that and silently tightened his grip on the invitation in his hand. Do not ask why. The answer was that he had already read the invitation.