"Run? You think you can run?"
Lin Chang'sheng's figure flickered, and in a flash he appeared right in front of Yu Xiaochang, landing a kick that sent Yu Xiaochang reeling onto his back, flat on the ground, his face beaten black and blue.
"Senior Brother Lin... spare me! Please, spare me!"
"If you let me live, I'll do anything you want—I'll be your dog if you want!"
Yu Xiaochang looked at Lin Chang'sheng, terror written all over his face, kneeling and kowtowing nonstop.
At this moment, there was nothing left of that former high-spirited King Qi.
Snot dripping, panic in his eyes, wagging his tail and begging for mercy.
"Yu Xiaochang, didn't you try killing me multiple times before? This is the ending you deserve!"
"Relax. I'll just disguise myself as you—'Yu Xiaochang' will still be an outer disciple of Liuyun Immortal Sect."
Lin Chang'sheng let out a sinister laugh, stepping forward one stride at a time.
"No... no, spare me! Help—"
