The two of them were extremely ruthless in their attack, aiming to kill with every move.
Three men surrounded Nan Batian, while Yelu guarded the perimeter along with some juniors armed with iron weapons.
Everyone witnessed the downfall of Nan Batian, many with a look of pity on their faces. Guild Leader Nan was truly unfortunate to have fallen into such dire straits.
Awoooo...
Just as everyone watched, a sudden dragon roar echoed, followed by Chen Jiusiâs palm imprinting on Nan Batianâs chest.
Puh~
Nan Batian spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and was sent flying through the air, landing heavily on the ground like a battered frog.
He lay there unable to rise for a long time.
His body could no longer muster any Gang Qi, and the recent palm strike had displaced his internal organs. He felt like he was going to die.
Nan Batian struggled to rise, but almost fell after trying.
With a thud, he sat down on the ground, coughing and spitting out blood.
His gaze was cold as he stared at the three men approaching him.
He knew his life was nearing its end, yet he was not resigned. Sitting there with a defiant head held high, he watched the three close in.
The trio quickly reached Nan Batian.
Qimu Ge looked at Nan Batian and said, "Are you still planning to resist?"
Nan Batian glanced at Qimu Ge and chuckled, "Heh heh, do you think you alone are enough to make me surrender without a fight? Mulan Dog!"
Narrows his eyes, Qimu Ge responded, "What did you say?"
"I said youâre a Mulan Dog, cough cough cough... Relying on Yeluâs power, a mere house slave dares to speak to me about killing me? Let Yelu come himself, cough cough... Youâre not worthy!"
Nan Batianâs face was full of mockery, knowing he was doomed anyway, he didnât hold back, showing his deep disdain for Qimu Ge.
A house slave daring to act high and mighty with him was sheer rubbish. Nan Batian refused to die at the hands of such petty characters.
Furious, Qimu Ge said with a darkened face, "Youâre seeking death!"
Nan Batian replied, "You, a house slave, are not fit to kill me. Send your master instead!"
"You!"
Qimu Ge had already drawn his sword, but at that moment, Elder Liu interjected, "Commander Qimu Ge, calm down. He wonât be able to act arrogantly for much longer. Iâll handle him for you. Nan Batian, is there anything else you want to say?"
Elder Liu also looked at Nan Batian, who responded, "Old monster, you want to kill me too?"
Elder Liu said, "Iâve longed to."
Nan Batian responded, "I canât die by your hand, you mediocre character; youâre not fit to kill me!"
"Mediocre character?"
Nan Batian responded, "Isnât that correct? Youâre a decade older than me, yet Iâve suppressed you in Mianshui for twenty years. Iâve already advanced to Holding Core, while you remain a powerless Energy Transformer. Youâre nothing but mediocre, not worthy to kill me."
"I...Fine, curse all you want!"
Anger was evident on Elder Liuâs face, but he quickly erupted into laughter, revealing his eccentric nature, hence his nickname Elder Liu.
Hearing Nan Batianâs words, he actually gave up on killing Nan himself and looked at Chen Jie, "Jiu Si, you do it!"
Chen Jie glanced at Elder Liu and said, "Forget it, Old Brother Liu. With both you and Commander Qimu Ge being berated so harshly, Iâm afraid Iâd be turned to dust by his words. Itâs better not to invite slander. Why not have two hundred cavalry shoot him with crossbow arrows instead?"
The two nodded. In Nan Batianâs eyes, Chen Jiu Si was probably even less qualified than them.
However, at that moment Nan Batian said, "Chen Jiusi, you come kill me!"
Hearing this, Chen Jie and Elder Liu exchanged glances with Qimu Ge while Chen Jie said, "Guild Leader, please donât make it difficult for me. You already despise me deeply; if I were to kill you, would you rest in peace?"
Nan Batian replied, "Indeed, I do hate you, hate that I cannot flay and bone you, and consume your flesh, but you are a notable figure."
"Within just one year from an unknown in Xiantao Town, youâve risen to your current status. Youâre not mediocre."
"Although you are despicable and shameless, scheming for power and stealing my Wanâer, making you my true sworn enemy, I accept dying at your hands. Even in death, I shall remember you!"
Nan Batian said this looking at Chen Jie.
Hearing this, Elder Liu looked at Chen Jie, "Nan Batian is right, Jiu Si. You are qualified to kill him. Why donât you do it?"
Off to the side, Qimu Ge frowned slightly, squinting towards Chen Jie without saying anything, but clearly feeling disgruntled.
Chen Jie sensed Qimu Geâs aura, wondering internally whether Nan Batianâs last words were simply a release of emotions, or if they were meant to bring him trouble.
Elder Liu and Qimu Ge, both proud men. Did they really think none of them were qualified, only himself?
How would that look in their eyes?
Although Nan Batianâs evaluation was fair and he indeed was qualified to kill him, Chen Jie couldnât do it.
Firstly, killing Nan would indirectly offend both Qimu Ge and Elder Liu. Maybe not directly offend, but it would definitely cause displeasure in their hearts!
Secondly, killing Nan Batian in front of so many would spread the unwanted reputation of betraying his superior, a label not easily shaken off. Chen Jie remembered that historically, Chen Youliang seemed to have carried such a reputation, which then led to multiple betrayals against him.
Therefore, killing Nan Batian was permissible, but it had to be done in seclusion. In public, it was inadvisable.
Realizing this, Chen Jie directly spoke out, "Brothers, here is Nan Batian, a dying man still scheming against us. Truly a remarkable hero!"
Eh?
Two men turned in astonishment towards Chen Jie.