1688 Scroungers Have No Rights
"This young sir, are you okay?" The Gingko Immortal smiled while walking over to Mo Lian with mincing steps.
However, Mo Lian evaded and did not speak to her.
The Gingko Immortal's smile subsequently stiffened on her face.
How embarrassing was it that she, a sweet and charming beauty, had come to greet him, yet he ignored and avoided her.
This man couldn't be blind, right?
Yet in the meantime, the Little Despot had opened his eyes and brushed away the nonexistent dust from his body. He swept an indifferent glance over them and raised an eyebrow, saying while he furrowed his brow, "Why are you all here?"
"Who permitted you boors to come to this Venerable One's 14th floor? Are you all seeking to die!"
The Little Despot's furious shout spooked the Luo Brothers from 10th level, the gaunt mendicant from 11th level, the Gingko Immortal from the 12th level, the Peony Immortal from the 13th level, and the thrill-seeking Dao Wuji.
When they saw him flip his hand and manipulate divine energy in his palm, they fully understood that this child wanted to find a punching bag to vent his frustration!
F*ck!
They had only themselves to blame for running over to the 14th level to spectate. In the end, the Little Despot failed in his duty as the gatekeeper of the Punishment Tower's 14th level.
His pride took a hit! He was in an awful mood!
Everybody found it funny and covered their mouths with their hands.
The Little Despot was pulling a long face with those adorable looks of his, and he declared mercilessly with his childlike voice, "If you don't scram out of here, this old man will have you all die here! You needn't go down anymore!"
"Tsk!" Before Dao Wuji could pick a fight, he saw the Gingko Immortal staring at the Little Despot infatuatedly with starry eyes.
Dao Wuji couldn't help but be flabbergasted!
The f*ck, you can even be smitten over an eight or nine-year-old child. Was it appropriate for you to have designs on a child too?
"Little Despot, we will leave right away!" One of the Luo Brothers hastily reassured. He then turned to exchange a glance with Mo Lian before leading the group towards the passageway leading to the 15th level.
"Halt!" The Little Despot suddenly ordered with a shout.
Everyone turned around helplessly and waited to get reprimanded by this fellow who looked like a child but spoke like an old man.
"This Venerable One will come along with you!"
Everyone: !
Then were you just kidding around when you spoke half a day's worth of nonsense with Mo Lian and even ended up battling for a freakin' three days and two nights!
Wouldn't it all have been good if he had let them pass earlier.
The Little Despot gazed at Mo Lian silently and spoke like an old man, "This Venerable One is only curious as to whether you can clear the 15th level."
"Can you divulge who is guarding the 15th level?"
"Ha ha." The Little Despot sniggered and swept Dao Wuji a glance. "Your challenge of the 13th level ended in failure, and you advanced to another floor only by scrounging off someone else. Who do you think you are to ask this Venerable One so many questions? Scram!"
Dao Wuji: …
The child's icy eyes told Dao Wuji a truth: Scroungers had no rights!
So infuriating. He truly wanted to pick up this child who was berating him moodily and give the latter a good and violent beating!
This team of Mo Lian's seemed to be growing larger and larger.
At present, all the gatekeepers from the 10th level up until the 14th level had followed his team.
Each and every one of them were watching the excitement like a peanut gallery.
With Dao Wuji and Feng Chen added to the mix, this team had gotten considerably larger!
When everybody observed that the area was empty throughout after reaching the 15th level, they instantly became vigilant.
