Shen Yue came up to him, his eyes gleaming with thirty percent defiance, thirty percent delight, and forty percent smug entitlement.
"Hahaha, so you can fight? What fucking good is that? Out here, what matters is power and backing."
"And I, a young master of the Divine Family, happen to have both. You? Tch, just some little punk."
"Now I'll give you a chance. Kneel and do what I told you earlier. If it puts me in a good mood, I might even let you off."
Watching Shen Yue revel in his excitement, Yun Tian almost hated to interrupt him. However happy Shen Yue was now, Yun Tian would be just as happy in a moment.
"Hey, Shen Yue, quit wasting breath. That little mouth just keeps yapping. Get on with it."
"Oh, for fuck's sake! Everyone, get him!"
Everyone charged at once, while Yun Tian calmly took something out from behind his back and tossed it, shouting,
"Go, Pikachu!"
After shouting that, he called to Yu Yan and the others, "Fall back!" They immediately retreated.
Shen Yue's men stared blankly at the thing Yun Tian had thrown. One even tried to pick it up for a look, but then-boom! It exploded, sending a whole swath of them flying.
Shen Yue was stunned too. Quite a few of those who had charged were Silver Rank Demon Spirit Masters, yet almost all of them had been wiped out in an instant.
Yun Tian looked at the result. Not bad. As expected of a grenade from the system. It packs a punch.
"Shen Yue, your guys aren't up to much. I barely did anything, and they're already done."
"Damn you, don't get cocky!"
He spoke to the man behind him.
"Third Elder, get him! Cripple him, then I'll make him suffer!"
"Leave