"My lord, please quell your anger! I sincerely submit."
The Carefree Immortal Venerable looked at Zhao Rui with a fawning smile, his face a picture of sincerity.
"Whether you're sincere or not is up to you, not me."
Zhao Rui smiled faintly. With a casual point of his finger, the shadow of a long halberd instantly descended upon the man's head.
'I'm done for!'
The Carefree Immortal Venerable's face fell in terror. He never imagined Zhao Rui would strike without a moment's hesitation.
He immediately squeezed his eyes shut and gave up all resistance.
All traces of his previous arrogance and insolence were gone.
"Enough. You're a dignified Immortal Venerable, yet you're acting like this. If word of this gets out, you'll be an embarrassment to me."
Just as the Carefree Immortal Venerable closed his eyes and awaited his death, he realized the long halberd had not fallen. Instead, he heard Zhao Rui's calm voice.
