"I only came to pay your master a surprise visit and you this Ant dare try to stop me. Do you think that everyone is easy to bully? Justice will always prevail no matter what you do Han Liang" said the 'beggar'.
"You're the bully here. I'm clearly at a disadvantage here."Han Liang retorted.
Hearing these words, the beggar began to laugh.
"You're really funny. If I wasn't stronger than you,won't I be the bullied one? As they say, don't carelessly raise a stone or it might fall on your feet" said the beggar as he rubbed his beard.
"Who said those words?"Han Liang asked.
"Your Master Fu Tian did. Anyway, I originally came to see your master but then I found such great beauty. This old man has been lonely all his life. I couldn't find my soul mate but who knew I'd find her here. Beauty please give me a chance" the beggar began to speak in a husky voice that sent chills down Han Liang's spine.
This old beggar is dangerous!
Heavens, why did he provoke this powerhouse?
What is this man's relationship with his Master?
On top of that.he's also a pervert.
Even a 5-year-old can tell he's male but this guy here deliberately called him' beauty'?
He did not want to believe his guesses.
He is also at the verge of being crippled by his own fire and that unknown spell the man used on him.
He can't take this nonsense anymore. He'll find a way to contact Master. He just sincerely hopes that Master is not fast asleep. Once he sleeps even if Mt.Tai were to collapse he would not wake up.
"Lad, don't bother to alert your Master because I already did. In a while, he will come running to pay respects to me. I should give him a gift also right?" the beggar asked winking at Han Liang who tried to speak but found out that he has lost his voice.
He was very afraid for the first time in his life that this unknown old man would kill him.
"Don't worry, I will not kill you. What I want to do is give him a present and kind warning. I am sure that he would gladly accept it with sparkling eyes." the beggar patted Han Liang's shoulder with his rod which seemed to have been inserted in the mud.
This is so embarrassing.
This guy doesn't even want to leave him a bit of face.
How will he face Master from now on?
Han Liang fervently prayed for his Master to come in time or else this evil guy here will have separated his beautiful head from his body.
"Someone angered me today and I need someone to vent it on. Luckily I found you this beautiful man." said the beggar with a sly smile.
"So you even know I'm a man and dare refer to me as beautiful? You deserve to die old geezer"Han Liang cursed the man in his heart.
"I'm tired of waiting for that old man to come so, take this." the beggar said lazily and sat back down on the chair and crossed his legs lifting his right index finger which started to emit red light.
"You tried to cripple this old man so I'll pay you back in your own coin." the beggar raised his ring finger that also emitted red light.
From afar these two lights were the same but they were actually different. One was lighter than the other and emitted much heat than the other.
If Han Liang did not recognize the former spell cast on him, then, he recognized this one.
This spell can only be cast by a Master saint cultivator.
He had seen his master use this same spell to cripple an insulative woman three weeks after he became his master's disciple.
This spell which is called "Twin queens" was quite cruel, making the victim suffer in pain for almost a year.
If that guy used the spell on him then he is doomed.
"Master, please hurry up. Your Liang is about to be rendered useless to you."Hna Liang cried in his heart.
Just then, as if in answer to his cry, a portal opened and a figure covered in light stepped out of the portal carrying a cauldron.
But it exactly at this moment that the spell 'Twin queens' rushed into Han Liang's Dantian and at the same time the yellow light in his abdomen also rushed out returning to the beggar's left ring finger and then dimming slowly until it disappeared from sight.
Han Liang's body was free from the restrictive spell and he immediately crashed down to the floor like a sack of grain.
His eyes were devoid of any life.