"N-no problem," the child said softly, though for some reason his body began to tremble slightly.
The Town Chief, on the other hand, frowned after Joey said he wanted to take the child away.
But no one on the treetop paid attention to the Town Chief's expression. The child's reaction drew far more attention.
"Oh, right. Why not include him?" It was not quite true that no one was paying attention to the Town Chief.
After the child agreed to Joey's choice of games and his proposal to take him away, Jingshu suddenly turned his head and pointed at the Town Chief.
The man had an enormous aura capacity and had yet to reveal his ability. Dealing with him through the child's games was the best option.
The Town Chief shuddered when he heard Joey's words.
Cutting off fingers. Taking bodies apart.
The former might not be fatal, but the latter would certainly mean a horrible death.
The Town Chief already regretted it. Knowing full well how powerful and terrifying the child was, he should never have come here out of greed to try his luck.
"I refuse! Leave me out of this!" the Town Chief shouted, clinging to his last shred of hope.
At the same time, he recklessly poured out even more Nen, trying to force back the Nen and black threads enveloping him. But all he achieved was the continual depletion of his own Nen!
The black threads did not budge under the onslaught. Instead, the Nen enveloping him grew even more solid as his own Nen battered it.
But the Town Chief could no longer afford to worry about that.
His ability was not suited to combat, serving more of a supporting role. Otherwise, even with countless more years, he might never have accumulated his current