Chapter 90 - Be Gentle, Senior Brother
The green-clad swordsman did not look at the black-clad man who stood behind him. A smile bloomed on his face before he said, “Tell your sect master that I have no intention of taking lives today. Tell him that I’m sorry.”
For some reason, when the black-clad man heard the word, ‘sorry’, he took a step back in spite of himself. He said awkwardly, “Senior, you killed the Sword Freak, Chen Wenjie, previously. Who’s your next target?”
The green-clad swordsman gave the black-clad man a sideways glance, causing the black-clad man to retreat further. He was quite frightened, worried that the green-clad swordsman would say he was the next target.
“Don’t worry, I’ve always been a gentle and polite person. Your sect master knows that well,” the green-clad swordsman said indifferently.
“Uh… I’m just feeling pressured from your powerful aura, senior. I hope you’re not offended by this.” The black-clad man’s knees were knocking against each other at this moment.
“It’s fine,” the green-clad swordsman said gently, “Thank you for passing on information for me these days.”
The black-clad man wiped the sweat off his face as he sighed in relief.
“Who’s that?” Mingshi Yin asked irritably. He was not in a good mood at this moment.
Duanmu Sheng appeared, brandishing the Overlord Spear. “Old Fourth, come spar with me! Look at my Overlord Spear!”
“T-third Senior Brother? I have something I need to attend to…”
“That won’t do. You’re the only person in the entire Evil Sky Pavilion who can spar with me. Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng aren’t enough. I can’t even get a good exercise out of them.” Duanmu Sheng walked over and patted Mingshi Yin’s shoulder.
Mingshi Yin’s eyes darted around as he said, “Master has ordered me to interrogate Fan Xiuwen today… it’s related to the Fish Dragon Village incident. Senior Brother, why don’t you spar with Little Junior Sister?”
Speak of the she-devil. Little Yuan’er sailed through the air and landed on a branch above their heads. “I’ll tell master two of you are bullying me!” As soon as she finished speaking, she left.
“…” Duanmu Sheng frowned. He said with a sigh, “You can interrogate Fan Xiuwen later. It’ll only take a moment…” He patted Mingshi Yin’s shoulder again.
“S-senior Brother, b-be gentle…”