Mo Bufan looked at that familiar figure, the corners of his mouth twitching several times.
It really was this monster!
The battered elder on the ground curled into a ball, pointing at Su Yueli as he trembled. "Yes! It was her! Pavilion Master, hurry and kill this arrogant fool who doesn't know the height of heaven or the depth of earth..."
"Shut up! Get out!"
Mo Bufan barked sharply, cold sweat streaming down his forehead.
Did this idiot know who stood before him?
She was an exalted master who could blow apart a Fourteenth Realm cultivator with her bare hands. One punch from her could level half of Thousand Mechanisms Pavilion!
The elder shrank his neck in fright, looking at Su Yueli, then at Mo Bufan.
Only after confirming that the Pavilion Master was not joking did he scramble and crawl out of the main hall.
Mo Bufan secretly remained on guard, every muscle in his body taut as he stared fixedly at Su Yueli. Frowning, he asked, "Your Excellency has honored this place with your presence today. Have you come to take this old man's life?"
Hearing that, Su Yueli considered it with a subtle expression.
Back at the ruins of Azure Moon Sect, she had indeed said that if the two of them survived one of her punches, she would let them go.
Yet this old man and Zhao Xuankong had slipped away through the Formation faster than rabbits.
Now that she saw him again, the arm she had severed had actually sprouted anew with the aid of heavenly treasures, restored whole as before.
Since he had escaped by his own ability back then, she could not be bothered to settle old scores.
"I came to ask for your help," Su Yueli said blandly.
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