Ning Cheng spoke with a mild tone, "Oh, so that's how it is. I thought you, having cultivated to the full extent of the Life and Death Realm, wanted to kill me and take away my possessions."
Duan Gantai gave an embarrassed smile and hastily said, "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare..."
"Really? It seems to me you dare quite a bit, blasting Yue Chengchong away directly. Is there anything in the starry sky that you wouldn't dare to do?" A cold voice came through, clearly not Ning Cheng's reply. Duan Gantai's face immediately turned grim; his words of deference were meant for Ning Cheng, not for some nobodies.
Following that statement, three cultivators, two men and one woman, abruptly appeared at the gate of the tower.
Behind them stood the middle-aged man who had been slapped away by Duan Gantai. Although the marks on his face had disappeared, the fury in his eyes could not be quelled.