How Hard Are You, Then

Clearly, the man in blue outside had not expected anyone to actually emerge from the painting—and even punch him. For a moment, he was somewhat dazed.

But he soon noticed the scraps of canvas raining down from the sky. They drifted through the air, quite a beautiful sight.

"My treasure! My treasure!"

The man in blue scrambled to catch those fragments like a madman. Unfortunately, once the canvas had shattered, there was no putting it back together. Everything he did was nothing but wasted effort.

Lin Jun silently stuffed another handful of pills into his mouth, then drew his sword and pointed it at the man in blue.

"How dare you!"

Watching the canvas slowly dissipate, the man in blue's eyes burned with rage.

Lin Jun immediately found it amusing. This man was actually trying to call him to account, without considering who had trapped him in there in the first place.

Yet soon enough, the anger on the man in blue's face gradually vanished, replaced by a flicker of delight.

That delight slowly turned into wild ecstasy. He looked at Lin Jun and spoke directly.

"Junior, was that treasure just now a city of the Demon Kingdom?"

Though he had only caught a glimpse of it, he had still recognized it. Demon Kingdom City was simply too conspicuous; once someone had seen it with their own eyes, they would never forget it for the rest of their life.

"You want it?"

Seeing this, Lin Jun took Demon Kingdom City out again.

Unfortunately, his energy had yet to recover much. It was no longer possible for him to deal with the man before him as he had dealt with Qing Yong last time.

"If you know what is good for you, hand it over."

The man in blue spoke calmly.