Unnoticed, the night had deepened.

Yet, as expected, Master Sanjian and the others never showed up.

The emotions of Yue Tianming and his companions had reached the brink of collapse.

The fear of waiting for the Grim Reaper to knock on their door.

Made all three of them restless, like dogs that had lost their homes.

Just then, the office door suddenly creaked.

The nerves of the three men, already frayed to their breaking point, made them all jump up.

But after the office door creaked, silence fell again.

Yue Tianming and Wei Wanhao exchanged glances.

In both their eyes was only the expression of fear.

As for Huang Shaowu, he had already run to the floor-to-ceiling window.

He looked back, his appearance utterly ridiculous.

After a long while, Yue Tianming gathered his courage and violently yanked open the office door.

Outside the door was empty.

Wei Wanhao, breaking into a cold sweat, sat down feeling relieved.

He could no longer endure the fear, wiping off his cold sweat.

"Brother Tianming, where exactly is the Great Master you mentioned?"

"If he's deceiving us, then we're finished."

Speaking of the Great Master, Yue Tianming regained his composure, his face showing a sinister expression.

"He said that as long as we stay in this office, we'll be safe. I reckon he is lurking nearby."

"Hehe, just nearby, who knows if he's really here or not?"

Wei Wanhao's forehead sweat increased, impossible to wipe dry.

Just at that moment, the office door suddenly banged and was kicked open from the outside.

All three executives jumped in fright.

In the dim light, Big Head, short in stature, slowly walked in.

Following behind Master Sanjian were Qiu Yidao and Yan Wuxin.

The expressions on their faces were all grim and cold.

Master Sanjian said indifferently, "Gentlemen, shall we have a proper talk?"

Yue Tianming stared with wide-open eyes in shock.

Wei Wanhao trembled all over, and Huang Shaowu was gasping for air.

Yue Tianming's gaze involuntarily searched everywhere.

He hoped that person would appear in time.

But he was disappointed.

Apart from the three grim reapers, there was no ghostly shadow in sight.

Master Sanjian sneered as he approached the three executives.

"Looking for someone? Are you looking for these guys?"

He waved his hand, and Qiu Yidao and Yan Wuxin dragged in five or six big men from outside.

These big men, tall and broad, had fierce faces.

However, at that moment, they all lay unconscious on the ground, like dead dogs.

Dragged in one by one by Qiu Yidao and Yan Wuxin.

Yue Tianming and the others were even more terrified, their hearts shattered.

These chief bodyguards, all expensive hires from other places, were employed by the three men.

They were said to have very strong fighting capabilities, one of them being the Black Fist King of Guang Province.

Yet, these men had been silently taken down by Master Sanjian and his companions.

Master Sanjian coldly looked at the three, as if looking at three dead people.

"At this point, do you have anything left to say?"

Yue Tianming swallowed hard, fearfully looking at Master Sanjian.

"Master Sanjian, listen to me, I have my reasons..."

Before he could finish, Wei Wanhao shouted out.

"Master Sanjian, all this was Yue Tianming's idea! I truly didn't dare to betray Buddha Lord."

"Those words were all Yue Tianming's, and he also hid a skilled fighter, supposedly..."

He had just gotten to this part.

Yue Tianming suddenly pulled out a baseball bat from behind the desk and struck Wei Wanhao on the head.

Wei Wanhao hadn't finished speaking when he stumbled forward.

Blood flowed down from his head.

Wei Wanhao turned to look at Yue Tianming: "What are you doing..."

Bang!

Yue Tianming struck Wei Wanhao harshly with another stick, hitting him on the forehead.

Wei Wanhao flipped over and fell but was knocked unconscious by the strike.

Yue Tianming, holding the baseball bat with both hands, stood rigid, pointing it at Three Swords, Qiu Yidao, Yan Wuxin, and others.

"Don't come any closer, I'm ready to die if need be!"

This guy was so fierce that even Three Swords hadn't expected it.

Qiu Yidao stepped forward, and suddenly his dagger struck.

The blade's light was like a shooting star, flashing briefly.

Yue Tianming's baseball bat was instantly broken into three sections.

Yue Tianming seemed to grasp at straws, holding onto the bare half of the baseball bat.

He closed his eyes tightly, looking quite ridiculous.

Qiu Yidao set his dagger across Yue Tianming's throat, looking fierce.

"You wanted to rebel, didn't you? I'll grant you that!"

From a distance, Three Swords spoke indifferently, "No need to kill him, just knock him out and take him away; let Brother Fei handle it."

Qiu Yidao snorted.

Just as he was about to strike with his palm blade, Yue Tianming immediately knelt down with a thud.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'll listen to whatever you say."

Qiu Yidao couldn't help but laugh and cry at this.

"With such little guts, you dared to rebel against Buddha Lord?"

After Yue Tianming knelt, all his bravery vanished completely.

He kowtowed frantically, "It's not that I wanted to rebel; it's because of Dragon King Hall..."

At that moment, at the office doorway, an elegant and scholarly-looking youngster slowly appeared.

His forehead's blond hair, under the light, shone brilliantly.

With the appearance of this young man.

A sharp, bone-piercing aura swept over the entire office, overwhelming it.

Three Swords, Qiu Yidao, and Yan Wuxin all felt a chill run through their bodies at the same time.

The piercing cold seemed to instantly freeze their blood circulation.

Clang!

Qiu Yidao's dagger fell to the ground.

Facing this strange young man, he couldn't muster any will to resist; his heart was filled only with endless fear.

Meanwhile, Yan Wuxin also kept retreating.

The terrible aura emitted by the elegant and scholarly youngster instantly destroyed his Martial Will.

At this moment, even breathing was extremely difficult for Yan Wuxin, not to mention resisting.

Three Swords drew his longsword and held it across his chest, his face turning pale, his back against the wall.

Only in this way could he avoid collapsing to the floor.

The blond young man noticed that Three Swords's will hadn't collapsed.

He nodded, his eyes showing a hint of appreciation.

"To have such a high-level fighter among Golden Buddha's subordinates is quite rare."

"But unfortunately, tonight, you are all going to die here!"

As he spoke, he slowly walked into the office, blocking the path of Three Swords and the others.

The longsword in Three Swords's hand glimmered with light.

Though the young man was right in front of him, and he could stab him with one thrust,

for some reason, Three Swords dared not make a move.

The Sword Dao of Three Swords advocates growing stronger and pressing forward relentlessly.

In this world, not even Golden Buddha had ever made him feel such fear.

At this moment, Qiu Yidao and Yan Wuxin could no longer hold on.

Both were crushed by the young man's pressure, collapsing weakly on the floor like lambs to the slaughter.

Divine Might like the sea!

Divine Might like the underworld!

The hand holding the sword by Three Swords trembled even more violently; the blade flickered as if it was about to break at any moment.

"THUD!"

Suddenly, a low growl burst from the young man's throat.

The small growl, yet it struck Three Swords in the chest like a heavy iron hammer.

The violently shaking longsword of Three Swords snapped into two pieces with a crack.

He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and fell limply to the ground.

"Who… who are you?"

Although Three Swords fell, he still held onto his pride.

Blood streaming from the corner of his mouth, he asked in a hoarse voice.

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