Cui Baiquan was already rushing toward Su Luo at this point, having just slapped Qing Bukuang, yet he still managed to grin cheekily beside him.
But halfway there, Qing Bukuang grabbed his shoulder, pinning him in place, making it impossible for him to move.
Now, Cui Baiquan was in a panic, his mind slightly clearer.
At the same time, he felt a pang of regret. He shouldn’t have acted so impulsively.
It was all Su Luo’s fault for being so arrogant, making him green with envy.
“Su Luo, hurry up and act! We’re allies!” Cui Baiquan’s only hope now was Su Luo.
He knew full well that Qing Bukuang wouldn’t let him off after being slapped.
But as long as Su Luo helped him, it wouldn’t be a problem.
The problem was, Su Luo, why aren’t you acting yet? Do you want to see me die?
Su Luo glanced back at him. It wasn’t that he hadn’t seen the situation, but letting Cui Baiquan slap Qing Bukuang again wasn’t an option—Qing Bukuang wouldn’t allow it.
“Act? Cui Baiquan, my exact words were: if you slap Qing Bukuang, I’ll consider cooperating. Now, I’ve considered it, and I won’t cooperate with you.”
“No, you can’t do this!”
“Impulse is the devil, Cui Baiquan.”
“No, Su Luo, don’t abandon me! I’m valuable!”
But Su Luo only looked at him coldly.
“Now, anything else to say?”
It was Qing Bukuang’s turn to speak. He wasn’t about to let this matter slide easily.
Su Luo’s antics were already infuriating enough, and now someone had the audacity to add fuel to the fire.
Good, very good.
Do you, Cui Baiquan, have as many trump cards as Su Luo? If not, prepare to feel despair.
“Su Luo, save me!” Cui Baiquan cried out in a final plea.
“Goodbye.”
Su Luo mercilessly abandoned him—though it wasn’t really abandonment, as they had no real connection to begin with.
Dealing with Cui Baiquan wasn’t urgent. What Qing Bukuang needed most now was to make a bold statement and save face.
“Su Luo, you’ve got the upper hand today, but your luck will run out eventually.”
Su Luo stopped in his tracks and turned back.
Qing Bukuang instantly went on guard.
Su Luo was below, while Qing Bukuang stood above.
But that didn’t make Qing Bukuang think he could look down on Su Luo.
“Whether my luck runs out or not is a matter for later. Have you heard of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit?”
What fruit?
Su Luo swallowed a strange fruit in one gulp.
He clenched his left fist and pulled it to his right side, assuming a stance, then gathered his strength.
With a single punch, the air seemed to shatter, countless cracks appearing.
The ground beneath Qing Bukuang’s feet was torn apart by a force surging upward.
The earth shook, mountains trembled!
In an instant, the other seven were scattered by the force.
The scene was utterly devastated in a single moment.
Qing Bukuang was stunned. If that force had directly hit him, would he have survived?
What kind of strange Tremor-Tremor Fruit was that? Why had he never heard of it?
Su Luo retracted his fist. “That’s it. Everyone, stop destroying other people’s property from now on.”
Then he turned and left.
But Cui Baiquan wasn’t so lucky.
Without Cui Baiquan saying a word, Qing Bukuang was already pummeling him.
He didn’t use a sword—fists were better for inflicting pain.
His fists rained down on Cui Baiquan’s face.
This went on for at least an hour.
After the beating, Qing Bukuang’s mood, which had been terrible, improved slightly.
He snorted coldly. “Shan Gui, are you with him too? Do you also want to slap me?”
Shan Gui pondered, considering how to respond.
After all, they were indeed allies, but Cui Baiquan hadn’t informed him about today’s events, making it all quite sudden.
Cui Baiquan, however, spoke up. “Only I had that intention. Shan Gui has nothing to do with this.”
“Now you want to play the good guy?”
“I’m just telling the truth. I made the wrong choice, and I admit it. But Shan Gui has nothing to do with it.”
Qing Bukuang stomped on Cui Baiquan’s stomach.
“If you say so, then I’ll let it go.”
“But from now on, whenever you see us, you must kneel and bow.”
“Any objections?”
Qing Bukuang’s foot pressed down harder.
“...None,” Cui Baiquan reluctantly agreed.
He hated Qing Bukuang, but he hated Su Luo even more.
From now on, he would never dream of cooperating with Su Luo again!
Su Luo, you’re just as despicable!
...
After leaving Qing Bukuang’s place, Su Luo looked up at the sky.
He had done a series of things, but he didn’t feel particularly satisfied.
To Su Luo, the other seven were just tools for advancing the plot, and they were too weak to stir any emotions in him.
What was wrong with him?
Was he angry because of Yun?
No, no, that couldn’t be. It was the house, yes, he was angry about his house.
He’d lived there for so long, only to find it destroyed when he returned, ready to rest.
Anyone would be furious, right?
Su Luo, Su Luo, you need to control that temper. If you’re like this in the real world... actually, it might be kind of fun?
Cough... stop thinking about nonsense.
Su Luo returned to his residence, where his subordinates were still diligently repairing his room.
It was almost done—after all, they were cultivators.
But striving for perfection took time.
“Demon Lord Su, you’re back.”
The subordinates immediately gathered around, noticing Su Luo was unharmed.
Huh? Did he really just go for a walk? Not to avenge us?
Well, that’s a bit disappointing.
But the next sentence was even more disheartening.
“You can leave now.”
Typical Demon Lord Su.
The subordinates were getting used to it. If one day Demon Lord Su treated them kindly, it would probably mean the sky was falling.
But before leaving, they had to ask.
“Demon Lord Su, is there anything else you’d like us to fix? We’ll do it right away!”
“No need.”
“Understood, we’ll take our leave now.”
With no further questions, the subordinates headed out.
Then Yun spoke up. “What about me?”
“Aren’t you staying here?”
“Oh, right.”
The subordinates who had already left started to feel envious.
Of course, Yun is special. How does she do it?
I wish I could live here too, wuwu.
Finally, after everyone had left, Yun asked, “Demon Lord Su, what were you doing earlier?”
“Nothing, just a walk.”
“Alright.”
“Yun...”
“Hmm?”
“Are your injuries okay?”
“They’re fine, nothing to worry about.” To prove it, Yun spun around. “I’m so touched that Demon Lord Su cares about me.”
“Just asking casually,” Su Luo said, turning his face away.
“Really? Really?” Yun’s face was almost touching Su Luo’s.
Su Luo placed his hands on Yun’s face and rubbed it back and forth. “What are you so happy about? If you’re fine, go do whatever you need to do.”
“Okay, okay.”
(*^▽^*)
Xiao Pa: Is no one going to care about me?
Xiao Pa, the lonely figure licking its wounds in the corner, naturally caught the attention of Su Luo and Yun.
They both began tending to Xiao Pa’s injuries.
Actually, Xiao Pa wasn’t seriously hurt, but being cared for by the two of them made it roll around happily in their hands.
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