"..."
Listening to the conversation between Xu Lai and the little child in the red belly band, the face of the red-robed man gradually darkened.
He was about to explode with rage!
As one of the most devout followers collecting incense for Great Emperor Jin Shi, he regarded him as a deity, absolutely not allowing any slightest insult from others.
Even if the other party was Great Emperor Qingfeng, it was unacceptable!
"Junior Zhou Cheng, please, Daoist Xu... grant me death!"
The red-robed man no longer even addressed him by Great Emperor Qingfeng's title, directly calling him Daoist Xu.
Xu Lai said nothing.
Sikong Jiu said earnestly: "You, a mere Celestial Venerable, haven't even stepped into the Immortal Venerable Realm, and you think you can call yourself a Daoist friend of The Supreme Emperor? You're not worthy, and neither is your Great Emperor!"
To kill someone with words.
This was indeed the art of killing with words!
