"Thud, thud..."
In the blink of an eye, people throughout the City Lord's Manor's hall were knocked off their feet, collapsing in heaps.
Gu Chenfeng held an axe in one hand, pinning Liu Youfang firmly beneath it.
With a casual beckon of his other hand, he recalled a faintly visible silver flying needle from the void.
Gu Chenfeng swept his gaze over everyone in the hall and sneered.
"You prepared quite thoroughly. Too bad you couldn't withstand a single blow."
By now, Liu Youfang, pinned beneath his feet, was already deathly pale with fright, his body trembling.
"How is this possible? Have you been concealing your cultivation?"
To kill Gu Chenfeng, Liu Youfang had painstakingly prepared the colorless, odorless, yet fiercely toxic Origin-Scattering Incense.
He had also stationed men in ambush and even personally attempted an assassination, laying down a chain of killing moves.
He had thought his plan foolproof, never expecting his meticulous arrangements to be utterly destroyed within mere breaths of Gu Chenfeng taking action.
His opponent alone had swept through Black Iron City.
A trace of mockery surfaced on Gu Chenfeng's face.
Human nature was the same everywhere. Though the Seven Star Continent was a lower plane, its deceit, intrigue, and schemes were no less plentiful than those of the Upper Realm.
He had clawed his way up from the Lower Realm and encountered countless people. How could he fall into a trap so easily?
The moment he first saw Liu Youfang, he had sensed something amiss.
This seemingly honest and kindly Deputy City Lord carried a faint air of sinister killing intent. He must have had considerable blood on his hands and was no simple character.
Thus, he had already been secretly on guard when entering the City Lord's Manor.
Through his earlier discussions with and