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"Uh..."

The old trickster shook his numbed wrist, which had been stunned by the shock. He had only infiltrated Old Hong's side about twenty days ago, and he really had no idea that the latter was skilled in hard qigong.

"Damn it, I've hated traitors who turn coat all my life. Go to hell!"

"Huff..."

With white shoulder-length hair, the raging Old Hong's hair flew about furiously as he got angry, his aura as intimidating as a fierce tiger.

Raising his hand, he spun a fierce current of air and slapped it down towards the old trickster.

"Uncle Trickster, be careful!"

Lu Wenrou blurted out in warning.

Known within Dragon Gate for stealth and gathering information, excelling in unorthodox methods, the old trickster wasn't much of a fighter.

"Oh crap..."

The old trickster shrank his shoulders and quickly rolled to the side, employing a desperate evasion technique.

Bang...

Just then, a shadow flashed and someone caught Old Hong's palm.

It was Qin Yu!