Frank ignored the hag and asked, "How many people do you have?"

"It doesn't matter," the hag growled coldly. "They're plenty enough to deal with you."

Frank nodded and sat cross-legged, closing and resting his eyes while saying, "Go on. Call for them."

The hag was curious. "You're only in your twenties-wherever did you get that confidence?"

Frank chuckled. "You can identify a horse from a donkey by making it run, as they say."

The hag would like to end him right there. But considering that this was an opportunity to train, and they were all safe with her around, she decided to play along and called for everyone.

Soon, over a hundred people dressed like the hag arrived. All of them were ugly or had birth defects, which paints quite the amusing picture.

in interest. "Oh, quite the

coolly, "How many people have you

man did a double take, mystified.

not stop laughing. "Are you judging me by whether I've killed people? No way!

middle-aged man laughed in contempt, everyone else

has suffered such contempt! We have no choice but

to them, I have no intention to play. You heard them either I quarter you, or I would have to bear this shame

arms, and blue lotuses appeared

the dazzling gleam, she was laughing "Do you know the difference between you

don't you feel ignorant now? Hahaha! This

middle-aged man's lotuses were

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