135 I Like This Little Fellow Very Much

Leng Qianmo slowly turned around. His every move was extremely beautiful. His gentle and sharp gaze landed on Beiting Huang. At this moment, she became the center of attention again. However, she was leaning against the counter with her arms crossed and one leg crossed leisurely. When she saw everyone looking at her, she quickly stood up and asked with a smile, “Take me away?”

She pointed at herself as if she had heard an incredible joke. “Why should you? Did I cause those two big footprints on your body?”

“If you’re not the culprit, who else could it be?” His entire body was in so much pain that it was worse than death, but this was a matter of life and death, so the Tyrant Tiger still forced himself to say, “It’s all because you kicked me out that you accidentally… stepped on His Highness the Holy Son.”

The last few words were as soft as a mosquito, but everyone in the hall was a cultivator. Who could not hear them clearly?

If he really wanted to bully someone, he could find all kinds of reasons. Beiting Huang naturally wouldn’t argue with a dying person. She raised her eyelids indifferently and said arrogantly to Gu Hao, “If you’re afraid of being stepped on, don’t walk on the road!”

Even Leng Qianmo was stunned. This little guy was simply displaying his arrogance to the extreme. Even if it wasn’t her fault, the other party was still a member of the Judicial Temple. Could she be more careful with her tone… and how she spoke?

Gu Hao had suppressed his anger because he was afraid of Leng Qianmo’s strength. With a bang, his anger was ignited again. His snow-white face turned red, and his eyes widened as if golden flames were dancing in them. If he didn’t take this brat away today, he wouldn’t be the Holy Son of the Divine Hall of Judgment.

Without a word, Gu Hao attacked. The strength of a Heaven-ranked Spirit Master was naturally extraordinary. His figure was as fast as lightning as he grabbed Beiting Huang. His Spiritual Power was clearly targeted at Beiting Huang, but he missed. He looked as Beiting Huang moved to the side like a ghost. Her strange footwork brought her behind Leng Qianmo.

There was now Leng Qianmo between Gu Hao and Beiting Huang.

This time, he had lost a lot of face. Gu Hao’s face turned from red to greenish-purple again. It could be seen that he was quite angry. However, as the representative of the Divine Hall of Judgment, he had broken through to the Three-Sword Star Spirit Master at the age of twenty-five or twenty-six. Whether it was his talent or temperament, it was naturally extraordinary.

In fact, if it wasn’t for Yan Ye’s limelight, Gu Hao could be considered a peerless genius on the continent. He broke through to the Heaven Rank at the age of 22 and advanced to two swords in three years. He was practically the number one person other than Yan Ye.

Looking at Leng Qianmo’s half-smiling face, Gu Hao calmed down. It seemed that there was no way to settle today’s matter peacefully. “Your Excellency Leng Qianmo, please don’t interfere in this matter. I don’t want to see the Shang clan have unnecessary trouble with the Judgment God Hall over such a small matter.”

The word “trouble” carried a strong threat. Leng Qianmo had been an outstanding figure in the Central Continent 20 years ago. How old was Gu Hao? He could not compete with Leng Qianmo in terms of strength, but the Divine Hall of Judgment could.

No matter how strong Leng Qianmo was, not everyone in the Shang clan was powerful.

The smile on Leng Qianmo’s face did not fade. He looked at Beiting Huang with a strong sense of warmth. “I’m sorry. I like this little guy very much. Someone asked me to help take care of him. I’m afraid I can’t hand him over to you!”

Even if it meant sacrificing the Shang clan!

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