Free Web NovelChapter 667: Chapter 615: Two Gifts? I Want Them Both!!!
The special agent cautiously tried to control his stiff tongue, as if he were pushing a mountain, slowly inching the pearl out of his mouth.
In the Ancient Era, even Yu Gong moving mountains didn’t seem as strenuous as this.
"Puh... cough cough..."
The saliva-coated Destruction Pearl finally fell from the agent’s mouth.
The tall elder seemed to have anticipated this, flipping his palm to catch it steadily.
He didn’t even bother to wipe it, casually stuffing the wet pearl back into his jacket pocket.
Then, he suddenly released the five fingers gripping the other’s throat.
"Thud!"
The agent collapsed onto the ground like a boneless heap of mud.
His injuries weren’t actually that severe, but he seemed to have been flayed and had his tendons removed, his limbs were weak and unable to support him.
He coughed and retched violently, as if trying to vomit out his very soul.
His face, once pale from suffocation, was now flushed red, temples throbbing wildly, vision blurring to black.
Humiliation, fear, and despair gushed from his pores, consuming all of his strength.
The tall elder looked down at the agent’s broken and twisted expression, sneering:
"As the young master said, Young Master Kuangyan, you don’t value others’ lives, but you treasure your own dearly. In the end, you lack the courage to go down with us."
"In essence, Young Master Kuangyan is just a spoiled child, a waste who doesn’t understand his own limits."
The agent sat limp on the ground, trembling violently.
As if he were about to explode from anger.
He tilted his head back, glaring at the tall elder, Adam’s apple bobbing, yet only managing to squeeze out a few repeated syllables from his trembling lips:
"You... you... you..."
He wanted to ask: How do you know? How do you know everything?
Know his trump cards, and also his... cowardice?!!
The tall elder looked down slightly at the agent, seeming to know what the other wanted to ask, his face showing an eerie smile as he said:
"Young Master Kuangyan, don’t be surprised."
"It’s not just you. All younger siblings are completely transparent in the eyes of the eldest brother. Isn’t that normal?"
The agent was thunderstruck, frozen in place, even his trembling stopped.
"In the eyes of the elder brother, younger siblings are transparent?!!"
He was terrified, for the first time in his life truly understanding the horror behind the word "brother".
His psychological defenses and his dignity were utterly trampled and shattered.
He knelt and hugged the tall elder’s leg, tears and snot flowing, saying:
"I know I was wrong, please go back and tell my brother, I will be a good and obedient younger brother from now on, I will never think of going to Upper City again, I..."
It turns out, the agent’s knees were soft as well.
Noble bloodline evolution doesn’t eliminate the primal instinct to kneel from deep within the genes.
The tall elder sidestepped, unwilling to let the agent kneel to him.
Order must be maintained, after all.
He slowly squatted down, Black Nail supporting the agent’s head, saying in a menacing tone:
"Tell us, where did you hide the Sheepskin Scroll?"
The agent stammered:
"If I give you the Sheepskin Scroll, will you let me go?"
The tall elder seemed not to hear the agent’s pleading, only repeated:
"Where——is——it——?"
The agent scrambled to his feet in panic, stumbling as he ran and speaking in a trembling voice:
"I hid it, I’ll take you to it, I’ll take you there now..."
The ultimate despair overwhelmed him, seeming to make him forget even his Martial Arts, running like a terrified ordinary person, stumbling toward the well path.
The tall elder sighed lightly, a hint of impatience flashing between his brows.
His figure swayed slightly, in an instant crossing over ten meters, his withered right palm striking heavily on the agent’s back.
"Puh——"
The agent vomited blood, his body arching in the air like a ragged sack, creating a parabola of over ten meters before crashing heavily to the ground.
He struggled to prop himself up with one hand, only to find it landing in a sticky puddle of... black blood, which had solidified in a large patch beneath him.
This wasn’t the agent’s vomited blood, it was...
"No need to trouble Young Master Kuangyan, just tell us the exact location, we’ll retrieve it ourselves...."
The tall elder drew out his words, approaching slowly.
Suddenly, he paused, a look of suspicion flashing in his cloudy eyes.
The hunched elder who followed halted as well, his murky gaze fixed on the pool of dirty blood beneath the agent, the wrinkled surface of his forehead etched much deeper lines.
Strange!
Previously, there was supposed to be a corpse lying here, right where the agent is now.
No, such a big corpse, how could it disappear?
Where did the corpse go?
The hunched elder furrowed his brow, looking at the tall elder and rasping:
"Not dead?"
The tall elder’s face was as stormy as water, his fingers subconsciously clenched:
"Absolutely impossible."
The hunched elder:
"Then someone moved the body?"
The tall elder suddenly grabbed the agent’s collar, and both looked at the ground.
In the solidified dirty blood, there were several blurred crooked footprints and two crooked handprints, winding deeper into the darkness.
Two handprints, one large, one small, one heavy, one light; one mechanical prosthetic, one flesh hand.
No signs of struggle at all, just as if... the dead body climbed out of the pool of blood by itself and ran away without looking back.
