When Ayaan was a suitable distance away from the entrance of the city and couldn't see the people at the entrance, nor could they see him, he stopped along with his companions.
"Those people don't look like guards to ," said Isobel while glancing at Ayaan.
"Of course they aren't guards but bandits," Ayaan said with a chilli face. He had the urge to slaughter all those people when he saw their perverted gazes roaming on his won's body. How could Ayaan and his won not notice their disgusting sneak peeks?
"So are we going to help this city or should we go one our way?" Leafwhisk asked. Her face had turned normal, and it looked like she didn't hold a grudge for Ayaan's offence the last ti, anymore.
"I don't have any intention to help anyone," Ayaan said emotionlessly. "However, I don't like those people, I am going to slaughter them for their brazen act."
They rolled their eyes at him when they heard him cursing. The act he was talking about was definitely the way those people glared at them. Admiring soone wasn't a thing to be grumbled about, and Ayaan would never hold a grudge if soone only admired his won; however, the way those people looked at his won was completely outrageous it was as if as if they were trying to rape them with eyes.
"So why are we standing here? Let's go!" Noor said excitedly. She also didn't like the way those people looked at her body, no one could possibly bear their gazes.
Ayaan looked at Noor and chuckled. "You will not fight."
"What, why?!" she looked at him in astonishnt.
Ayaan didn't reply and turned towards the two little children. "Stay with your Big Sister Noor here." Then he looked at Noor. "It is dangerous to take them in battle every ti. They are too weak. If our enemy could capture them, it would be terrible. And after looking at those people's strengths. I presu they might have a cultivator stronger than the Embryonic Realm."
Noor wanted to argue with him, but after glancing at his severe face, she swallowed her words. Ayaan nodded, looking pleased that she didn't act like a little brat
Afterwards he turned towards Rebecca, Isobel, and Leafwhisk. "Let's go."
Everyone nodded and departed together with him. Ayaan stopped and turned towards Noor. "Take care of them. Don't go anywhere, acting willfully."
"Do you think I am a five-year-old child? I know what I should do and shouldn't." The lady grumbled grudgingly for Ayaan's lack of trust in her. But then said slowly. "Take care."
Ayaan laughed at her reaction and walked away with others. Not that he didn't believe her, but her thinking was just like a child, simple, straightforward, stubborn. Noor looked at every one's back and sat under the trees with the two children, looking around her in boredom.
The four people had just started their card ga once more when the hooves of horses resounded once more. They looked and saw five riders dashing in their direction. In just a single glance, they recognised that these four were none other than the people who they sent just a few minutes before.
"Halt!" the sa man once more shouted in an arrogant tone. His voice this ti was a little overbearing, containing a chilli feeling. "What other matters your excellencies need to do here?"
Ayaan halted at his shout and smiled coldly at his question. "Oh, nothing worth ntioning. There are a few hamsters here and I don't like hamsters, so"
"Fuck you!" Before he could finish his words, a shout ca from Ayaan's Soul-sea.
Ayaan chuckled at the cursing but didn't comnt. He felt pleased that he pissed this arrogant hamster for this once, at least.
"I don't care what you are thinking about, boy," said the leader of the other three n. "The city is closed for outsiders, and no one could enter for ten days. If you don't understand, then I will make you understand by my fist!"
Though he said those words, he was rather nervous from inside. He could feel the pressure coming from these four people and knew that any of them could crush him like a peanut. However, he still tried to bluff them with his act, hoping to scare them and halting for so ti. His boss was dealing with the people inside the city and it won't take long, as for the ritual that would continue for ten days was simply bullshit.
Ayaan looked at the man in front of him and couldn't help but admire his acting skills. He could easily tell anyone's cultivation if he wasn't too powerful. It was the skill he gained from his previous system. The man thought he could bluff Ayaan, but how could he hoax Ayaan with a skill like that?
"Oh, your fist? I would like to see how tough is your fist?" Ayaan said with a deadpan face. He didn't show any fear, anger, or even disdain; these people weren't worth his disdain.
After hearing Ayaan's words, the man's face turned as if he had eaten cow dung. He struggled to control his expression, but the truth was written all over his facethe truth that he was fucked!
Ayaan jumped from his horse and looked at the man, and then a smile appeared on his face. "Sir, please, I would love to feel the strength of your fist." He said.
"Uhh" the man opened his mouth, but no word ca out of his mouth. The situation turned rather awkward. His face turned red from anger and sha. Never did he feel this much humiliation in his life.
The three people standing at the back of that man also realised their condition and were looking all around for the escape. When the man couldn't find any word, he blurted. "Boy, you better get lost if you want to live. Our boss is sitting in the city, and he is a Larva Realm Cultivator."
"Okay, but, what does your fist's strength have to do with your boss?"
"..."
The man's body trembled in fury, sha, and indignant, but he couldn't find the words to counter.
"Enough!" Leafwhisk said. "The lives of the citizens might be in danger. Just finish these people."
Ayaan paused and looked at Leafwhisk. "I said I am not a world's saviour. I am here because I don't like these people, that's it."
Leafwhisk shrugged her shoulder and didn't comnt. She said what she wanted to say. Everything else was on Ayaan. If he wanted to save, she would save; if he wanted to kill, she would kill. She herself didn't know why she wanted to follow Ayaan, but she trusted her gut feeling.
"Don't be so arrogant, boy Pttf!"
"Puchi!"
The man couldn't even finish his sentence before Ayaan's claw dug into his chest and grabbed his heart that was pumping furiously. The man looked at Ayaan in disbelief. He couldn't even react when the boy in front of him attacked. Such speed, such cruelness, such decisiveness.
"Enough of nonsense," Ayaan said with a stony face and snatched his claw from the chest.
"Plok!"
The blood splattered all over. So blood fell on Ayaan's clothes, but he didn't care. Though he could easily protect himself from the blood, he thought otherwise. He wanted to make Isobel comfortable and make her realise she wasn't any different from him and others. Although she was feeling a lot better after Ayaan comforted her. There was still a shadow in her heart, and Ayaan wanted to destroy that shadow.
Ayaan looked into the man's lifeless, dull, scared eyes and pushed him and the body fell on the ground with a thud sound, without soul, without life, and with no previous arrogance; everything shattered in seconds.
Afterwards Ayaan turned towards the other three n and grinned for the first ti. However, to those three people, this smile was eerier than the lord of hell at the mont. Their legs trembled and bodies shivered; their backs drenched in a cold sweat and head turned blank.
Anyway, Ayaan didn't give them any chance to plead, and their corpses joined their so-called Big Bro. Ayaan looked at the ladies who sat on the horses and said, "let's go."
Everyone jumped off their horses and went into the city. They didn't want to alert the bandits inside the city, so they went on their feet.
They walked on the clean streets of the city and didn't see anyone. As they walked deeper, they saw the sign of blood on the street. Though they still failed to see any corpse. Ayaan exchanged glances with others and continued to walk.
As they walked, they heard a clamour in the distance. Ayaan hurried on his feet and saw a plaza not far away from him, filled with at least a thousand people. So people were acting arrogantly and whipped the citizen on the plaza, who cried in pain but didn't dare to fight back, but nor did they curse. Their faces filled with terror.
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