Chapter 1860 A Piece of Cake

"Zorion, you old fox. If you can do it, then just kill me already. Kill me right now!" Hantel shouted.

Zorion kicked him to the ground. "Do you think I won't kill you for sure?"

"You won't." Hantel laughed. "You're my master and I know you better than anyone else. You always stick to your principles and that's exactly why you won't kill me. You will only force me to listen to your boring lectures and then kick me out of this place."

The muscles on Zorion's face twitched slightly. Hantel was right. He could never bear to kill his own disciples no matter how evil they became. The most he could do was to kick them out.

Zorion suddenly stretched out his right hand, and the feather duster in his hand moved forward. With a loud bang, the feather duster was shot towards the wall behind Hantel. The wall was made of concrete, yet Zorion's strength had sent this feather duster to penetrate through the wall, leaving only the handle exposed.