The Pest Control Service Has Arrived!

"Hello, everyone! Did you miss me? Your good friend, Feng Fan, is back!" a booming voice echoed from above, carrying an air of confidence.

Hou Mengyao's gaze shot toward the source of the voice—the person he most wanted to kill.

For a brief moment, his eyes widened in fear as they landed on the enormous black brick looming above him. But that fear was quickly replaced by rage. 

He clenched his fists, furious at himself for feeling even a flicker of fear toward someone he considered no more than an ant.

"Feng Fan," Hou Mengyao spat, his voice dripping with venom. "You've come back just to die? Let's see if you can run with your tail between your legs this time!" His narrowed eyes burned with anger as he stared above.

Hearing Hou Mengyao's words, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect felt a chill run down their spines. They wanted to scream, 'Don't provoke this lunatic! He'll kill us all!'