"Humph, what a bunch of useless trash! I’ve only been away for two or three months, and you’ve already messed up the foundation I painstakingly built!" the Hall Master snorted coldly.
Everyone was as silent as cicadas in winter, lowering their heads without speaking.
"Han Suyun was also an idiot. Couldn’t even handle a fledgling brat, and got killed in return. Well, if she’s dead, she’s dead!"
"Where does this Zhao Ya live? I’m going to take his head right now." The Hall Master stood up and said slowly.
Upon hearing this, the people felt as if they were granted amnesty, and the person who had just spoken hurriedly replied.
"In Ping’an Square, Zhao Ya lives next to the Dingtai Martial Arts Hall in Ping’an Square."
"Dingtai Martial Arts Hall..." The Hall Master hesitated slightly.
Lu Dingtai is not easy to provoke.
If Zhao Ya keeps hiding in the Dingtai Martial Arts Hall and doesn’t come out, there’s nothing I can do about him.
"I’ll go and meet him first. If he doesn’t dare to come out, let him live a few more days. But if he dares to come out, hmm, today will be the day of his death."
With that, the Hall Master’s figure flashed and he flew out the window, disappearing after a few leaps.
Watching him leave, everyone in the room remained silent.
After a while, someone finally weakly said, "Do you think... the Hall Master can defeat Zhao Ya? After all, I heard he’s recently advanced to the Fourth Realm!"
The room was deathly silent, and no one dared to speak.
After a long time, someone finally whispered, "He should... be able to!"
......
"It’s done!"
Looking at the small bottles of different colors on the table, Zhao Ya let out a deep breath.
After a day of effort, Zhao Ya finally successfully extracted the toxins from these Exotic Beasts and mixed them to create more than a dozen different powders.
But this was just the first step. Now it’s time to test the effects of these powders.
Zhao Ya carefully placed these bottles into a Deer Hide Pouch, planning to test their power in the woods outside after the martial arts hall’s banquet today.
Leaving the special laboratory, Zhao Ya locked the door, not to prevent theft, but to prevent anyone from accidentally wandering in and getting hurt.
At this moment, Zui’Er was practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard. Zhao Ya didn’t disturb him, just stood on the steps watching.
Occasionally he would offer reminders, correcting Zui’Er’s mistakes in his movements.
But suddenly, Zhao Ya had a feeling and turned to look in a certain direction.
On the roof of a house, there stood a masked figure, coldly watching him.
The mask was a very common smiling doll on the market, but the lips were painted blood red, looking particularly eerie.
When Zhao Ya looked at him, the masked figure made a throat-slitting gesture and sneered, then turned and left.
Zhao Ya’s expression turned cold.
This place is very close to Dingtai Martial Arts Hall; no one dares to cause trouble here.
So Zhao Ya didn’t say anything to Zui’Er, just tapped the ground with his toes, jumped onto the eaves, and chased after him.
The whole process lasted only a few seconds, and by the time Zui’Er heard the noise and stopped his sword to look over, Zhao Ya was already gone.
"Huh, Ya was just here, how did he disappear in the blink of an eye?" Zui’Er muttered to himself in shock.
Meanwhile, Zhao Ya had already chased out of the city and arrived in front of a small hill.
At this moment, the masked man suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at Zhao Ya.
"Were all my men killed by you?"
Zhao Ya stood by a large tree not far away and said calmly.
"Who are your men?"
"Han Suyun and Qu Xiaoxiao!"
Zhao Ya immediately realized that this masked man must be the mysterious Hall Master Han Suyun had mentioned.
There’s no need to hide anything now.
Because regardless of admitting it or not, when this masked man came knocking and made that throat-slitting gesture, Zhao Ya had already decided that this person must die today.
So Zhao Ya simply nodded, "Yes, I killed them."
"Haha, quite bold of you to admit it." The masked man chuckled strangely.
Zhao Ya remained calmly looking at the masked man.
After he finished laughing, Zhao Ya said, "Do you know that your spooky act is really boring?"
"Hmm?" The masked man was taken aback.
"Do you think that buying a mask and painting your lips red makes you look cool, both scaring people and making yourself seem mysterious?"
"Come on, you can only scare some kids who haven’t seen the world, and your laughter, can’t you stop making those inexplicable sinister laughs like you’re a Sect Leader of the Demon Sect? That really is quite awkward."
"To be frank, stop reading those cheap knight novels for a few silver coins. A real antagonist doesn’t act like this."
The masked man was dumbfounded by the tirade.
It took him a while to realize Zhao Ya was mocking him, and he became furious.
"I didn’t realize you had such a sharp tongue. Wait till I yank all your teeth out one by one and see if you dare to talk to me like that again."
"Not bad this time, at least you know how to threaten with some harsh words, even though they are a bit clichéd, but still, it’s progress." Zhao Ya commented.
The masked man was almost exploding with anger.
He charged at Zhao Ya in a rage.
This is exactly what Zhao Ya was waiting for because he could see that this masked man was very powerful, maybe not at the level of his master Lu Dingtai, but still an undeniably strong Fourth Realm expert.