A young man breathed out a sword of white vapor, blasting a large hole in the wall.
His cultivation spoke for itself—
At any rate, Xu Yuan knew he was no match for him.
He was this strong.
Yet he had waited here for Xu Yuan, making threats.
What exactly did he want?
If he wanted to attack, he would have done it already!
"Actually, we can lay our cards on the table. There's no need to hide anything—does it really matter where an ordinary student like me goes to school?"
Xu Yuan asked.
"As long as you don't go to Upper Nine Luminaries or Luofu, I'll leave right now. Otherwise, I'll make sure you die in the Special Admission Test," the young man said with a smile.
Something stirred in Xu Yuan's mind.
Wait.
That thing Master mentioned—
The Demon Race appointed the Referee for the Special Admission Test.
Could that be you?
"Are you the Referee?"
Xu Yuan asked.
The young man's face darkened.
He caught on too quickly.
This brat has a sharp mind. Clearly, what he did in the Monthly Exam wasn't a lucky accident.
An eyesore.
Too much of an eyesore.
An urge to kill rose in him, impossible to suppress.
Should I—
Kill him first?
The young man's gaze drifted toward the window.
Two Armed Guards were hidden on the rooftop opposite, watching this side.
Tsk.
Lu Yiyi, Lu Yiyi. You really can't let him go.
That makes everything much more interesting.
The young man licked his lips and lowered his gaze to the Spiritual Power surging from his fingertips.
I want to kill him more and more...
But the Armed Guards had been assigned to Lu Yiyi by his Imperial Father. They obeyed her orders.
If I make a move—
*They really will