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Chapter 1905 - 454: Living Kill Hall Shakes the World (Part 2)
The pitch-black night was so silent, the man’s cold and mocking voice was like an invisible hand in the night, strangling the throat of fear.
The shock in the eyes of the proprietress flickered briefly. With a swift motion, two crescent blades were suddenly in her hands, and her cold, murderous gaze was fixed intently on the man shrouded in shadows across from her.
"Who exactly are you?"
How could he know the name of the hall master?
In any case, this person cannot be allowed to escape.
With a covert signal, the store door suddenly closed, and countless hidden killing intents surrounded the area.
"Ignore me and just run, go quickly. The Ten Thousand Skeletons kill without blinking. If we fall into their hands, how can there be any way out? You might still have a slight chance if you run now..." Lin Shishi shouted.
"Run? None of you can escape." The proprietress sneered coldly, "Do it."
In an instant, several dark figures emerged from the shadows, with killing intents converging into a poisoned arrow, piercing straight toward him.
The moonless wind howled, and killing intents lurked all around.
The man stood quietly in the shadows, unhurried and composed, as if unaware of the imminent danger. Lin Shishi held her breath, "Quick, dodge...."
Just at the moment the blade was about to cut into the man, the entire world seemed to suddenly freeze, dust suspended in mid-air, the moonlight casting a distant illumination on the earth.
The next moment... the proprietress’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Those people suddenly seemed to be struck by some force, simultaneously flying out, crashing through the window frame, and landing awkwardly on the ground.
The man remained standing there from start to finish, without moving an inch, still exuding that high and aloof aura, his robe gently fluttering in the night wind, moonlight sprinkling across his brow, arrogant and cold, untarnished by dust.
A pair of deep and pitch-black eyes seemed to penetrate through the long river of time, carrying a bone-chillingly cold wind, gazing quietly.
The proprietress’s legs began to tremble uncontrollably...
Lin Shishi’s eyes lit up; she recalled the first time she met him, it was this same imposing entrance.
The entire person glowed, as if a deity descended to the mortal world.
Her gaze was filled with reverence and admiration.
"Let her go."
The man spoke indifferently.
"You... who exactly are you?" The crescent blade in the proprietress’s hand pointed at the man.
His eyes suddenly turned sharp, a golden light flashed in his eyes briefly, and the crescent blades in her hands suddenly flew out of control.
The next moment, the burly man holding Lin Shishi was struck in both shoulders by the blades, crashing into the wall, with the blade tips penetrating his shoulder blades and embedding into the wall, leaving him hanging like a salted fish, his legs limp and dangling.
Seizing the opportunity, Lin Shishi quickly ran behind the man, grasping his robe’s hem, feeling only a thick sense of security by his side.
Yan Song’s eyes sharpened, and Lin Shishi subconsciously released his hem, sticking out her tongue: "I didn’t mean to...."
In her haste, she forgot that he did not like any physical contact with people.
Yan Song raised his hand, and the section of the robe Lin Shishi had grabbed was neatly cut off, falling to the ground unfeelingly.
Lin Shishi: ...!
Was she so detestable?
The proprietress instinctively took a step back. This person was too freakish; had she known, she wouldn’t have provoked this trouble.
"Do you dare to become an enemy of my Living Kill Hall? If you have the guts, state your name."
"His name, huh, it’ll scare you to death if said aloud. Do you know the legends of Kunlun Mountain? There are gods living on Kunlun Mountain; we came down from Kunlun Mountain...."
Indeed, there are many legends about Kunlun Mountain, like hidden masters, gods residing in the mountains. People tell these tales in fantastical ways, but no one has ever seen them, just gossip over tea.
Didn’t expect, are there really masters in Kunlun Mountain?
Considering this person’s bizarre skills, the proprietress had to believe it.
"Master, today I have offended you, and I ask for your great pardon, please forgive me this time...." One must be able to yield and stretch forth to accomplish great things.
"Have the Ten Thousand Skeletons come to meet me." The man walked in, sitting down on the only intact chair.
The proprietress, Miao Sanjie, raised an eyebrow at these words; listening to him speak so boldly, he must have substantial backing. Not daring to delay, she said, "Please wait a moment." Kicking the person at her feet: "Go serve tea to the honored guest quickly!"
Lin Shishi looked around, just realizing the shop actually had a hidden dark underbelly, indeed a black shop specialized in human trafficking activities. One can only wonder how many innocent people have suffered; if not for following this man, she would probably already have been prey to the predators.
Though tea was served, Lin Shishi dared not drink it, fearing it was poisoned.
Miao Sanjie left in a hurry.
Lin Shishi propped her cheeks with her hands, why did it feel like entering the martial world? It’s damn thrilling.
"This Living Kill Hall is quite powerful, especially this Ten Thousand Skeletons, killing without blinking. Even the police can’t handle them. Who would have thought I, Lin Shishi, would see this day, telling my classmates about it would make them envy me to death. No way, I must get first-hand information on the Ten Thousand Skeletons, maybe sell it for a good price someday...."
Lin Shishi took a camera out of her bag, tinkering with it with her head lowered.
Before long, Miao Sanjie returned, "The hall master will be here soon."
Catching a glance at the man’s appearance, her eyes widened, but as his icy gaze swept over her, she instantly sobered up, hurriedly lowering her head, her heart beat uncontrollably faster.
"My neck is now sore beyond belief, who was it that lifted my collar earlier?" Lin Shishi said, hands on her hips, with an air of the small bullying the great.
Seeing the man unmoved, Lin Shishi rejoiced inwardly, casting her eyes sideways at the proprietress, "What do you say, proprietress?"
"Haha, looks like the river flooded the Dragon King Temple, it’s a small man’s eyes failing to recognize Mount Tai, I hope Miss will not mind...."
"You are the miss, your whole family are misses."
Didn’t you know ’miss’ is an insulting word these days?
"Yes, the girl can hit me or scold me as she wishes." Under the eaves, one must lower their head, this man can’t be beaten, she could only feign weakness.
Lin Shishi strutted to face her, a smug smile on her lips, "That’s what they call the wheel of fortune."
"Yes, whatever the girl says, goes."
"What is your name?" Lin Shishi raised her chin, assuming the demeanor of a principal.
"My unworthy surname is Miao, everyone calls me Miao Sanjie."
"The Twin Green Crescent Miao Sanjie?" Lin Shishi’s voice sharpened slightly.
"Indeed, it’s me."
Lin Shishi covered her mouth, "Oh no...."
The moniker Twin Green Crescent in The Underworld is infamous, descended from renowned chivalrous ancestors, but the descendants fell into banditry, engaging in a murder business. Once a name full of martial chivalry, now renowned for killing.
Rumors say her skills with the Twin Crescent Blades are masterful, killing without trace, looking more fearsome than a she-devil, and overall, a legendary name to silence children’s cries, unexpectedly encountered by her today.
Her appearance, well, passable, not extremely beautiful, but definitely not ugly, with a tall and agile build, evidently a good fighter.
"Miao Sanjie, so you are Miao Sanjie, can you give me an autograph?" One moment ago, Lin Shishi was still arrogant, now she became a fangirl instantly.
"Uh...." Miao Sanjie glanced at the man, "Alright then."
Yan Song suddenly raised his gaze, seeing a man stride in from outside, and Miao Sanjie’s gaze immediately turned serious, she walked over quickly, addressing him respectfully.
"Hall Master."