He Yanquan wasn't buying it; he was even more certain that this person was either a monster or a demon, and couldn't be allowed to stay!
He turned back to look at the two children of the Qian Ding Sect. When Little Tiger saw this, he pressed Little Flower's head into his chest: "Don't look."
He Yanquan practiced a cultivation technique focused on the Combat System and wasn't carrying any weapons. He stared coldly at Jiang He's feigned naive eyes.
One punch, two punches...
Confirming there was no more breathing, He Yanquan stood up straight and wiped his hands.
"Children shouldn't run around. You're lucky you met me this time, but what about next time?" He Yanquan advised the two kids before leaving dashingly.
He had no choice but to leave. He knew that kid was from the Fei Xing Sect, and he, being just a Loose Cultivator, couldn't handle a whole sect, so he'd better run!
It felt awesome to put on a show!
