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Ye Mingshang frowned and said, "If you don't understand everything, don't make reckless guesses. If they don't attack me, I have no interest in killing them."
"Hmph! So you think you have a point? If it weren't for your attempt to rob Hell's Criminal, why would they want to capture you?"
Ye Mingshang's expression turned cold. He hated it when others slandered his family. Why did they keep saying the director was a criminal? What had he done wrong?
"I've said it before, if you don't know the whole story, don't make reckless assumptions. If the director were truly a heinous person, I wouldn't bother to save him. You people from the Underworld are corrupt and caused my father to suffer for over a decade; yet you turn around and blame me?!"
"Hmph! Everything you say is just empty words. A criminal is a criminal. How dare you tarnish our Underworld's reputation? Truly shameless!" White Impermanence sneered coldly.
Ye Mingshang's face darkened as he clenched his fist, making cracking sounds. An evil aura, though not intense, was thick and overwhelming, surrounding him. Dark mist swirled around him, almost visibly wrapping around his body.
The pressure of his aura made the two across from him feel an immense terror; their legs trembled uncontrollably, and their eyes were filled with fear as if they were facing a great demon.
When one faces a terrifying lion, instinctive fear arises—this is a natural reaction to something that threatens one's life. That was how they felt now; standing before them was no longer a person but a prehistoric beast ready to devour them whole.
The pressure forced them down even in mid-air; despite their best efforts, they slowly began to sink. Most of the pressure was directed at White Impermanence, making his situation even more terrifying. His face twisted in agony.
"Stop! Please stop!" White Impermanence shouted with great difficulty against the pressure.
Ye Mingshang remained unmoved, calmly looking at him. "Is this your attitude when apologizing?"
White Impermanence was about to explode with anger. As a prominent figure in the Underworld, commanding thousands of Ghost Messengers, who would dare to be disrespectful to him in either the Underworld or Yangjian? How had he fallen to the point of being bullied by a child?
"I'm sorry!" Under pressure, sometimes one has to swallow their pride. After all, very few would truly sacrifice their lives for dignity, especially someone of his high status who was nearly immortal; his concern for life was the strongest.
However, under the influence of this evil power, Ye Mingshang's mentality was also greatly altered, becoming colder, more ruthless, and heartless.
Ye Mingshang wore a playful smile, placing his palm near his ear and said, "Speak louder; I can't hear you."
"Damn it! If we were in the Underworld, I would definitely kill him!" White Impermanence roared internally but dared not show it. With immense pressure distorting his face, he shouted with all his might, "I'm sorry! I was wrong; I shouldn't have opposed you. Please forgive me!"
After saying that, White Impermanence felt a sudden release of pressure from his body. The abrupt change left him feeling uncomfortable, and his face turned pale as he gasped for breath.
Meanwhile, Ye Mingshang bent slightly over and began to laugh maniacally. "Hehehe~ Hmph! Hahaha! Ahhahahahaha!" He exaggeratedly held his stomach while tears streamed down from laughing so hard. "Hahaha! The famous Lord Impermanence actually apologized to me? Hahaha! This is too funny! The invincible White Impermanence apologizing to a mere criminal? Hahaha!"
Ye Mingshang's wildly contrasting reaction made Heibai Wuchang's face look grim. White Impermanence nearly lost control, but Black Wuchang grabbed his wrist and shook his head, signaling him to calm down.
With a face turning an iron shade of anger and trembling uncontrollably, White Impermanence looked twisted with rage; he was on the verge of exploding. However, after seven or eight seconds, he managed to suppress his anger. In the face of absolute power, one could only bow their head unless they wanted to die.
In the room, Xu Lu and another person looked on in astonishment at the belly-laughing Ye Mingshang. They found it strange that the usually serious Brother Ye would suddenly laugh so... so maniacally.
"Who the hell is making such a racket?! Can't anyone get some sleep?!" A fat man on the fifth floor angrily pushed open the window.
The weather had gradually warmed up, but the fat man was still wearing a fur coat. A thick gold chain around his neck was as wide as a thumb, and he wore seven or eight rings on his fingers, looking like a nouveau riche. A scar slashed across his face at an angle, and his shiny bald head seemed to scream four words: "I am a bully."
However, the originally furious bully was stunned the moment he pushed open the window, unable to believe what was happening before his eyes. He rubbed his eyes vigorously to clear his vision, but when he opened them again, he still saw a Black-Clad Youth flying in the air, surrounded by swirling black mist, an indescribable sight.
"Hmm?" Ye Mingshang glanced back.
The Bald Bully felt a chill run down his spine and shivered; cold sweat had already begun to bead on his forehead. He scratched his face and forced a laugh, saying, "I must be seriously ill, hallucinating. Nurse, quickly give me a sedative—three times the dose, no, five times!"
With a loud bang, he shut the window and quickly pulled the curtains closed. The Bald Bully hid behind them with a terrified expression. "Oh my God! What on earth did I just see?! Hallucination, hallucination, it’s all just hallucination..."
Thinking this, he secretly pulled back the curtain to peek outside again but instantly closed it once more. His mouth twitched slightly as he forced a smile and said, "Hehe~ I must still be dreaming. Yes, still dreaming. I'm going back to sleep..."
Ye Mingshang looked at the direction of the Bald Bully with some exasperation, feeling a wave of helplessness in his heart.
Slowly withdrawing the Killing Intent from his body, his expression gradually returned to normal, though he couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. This kind of power was too evil and could greatly affect one's mind; it would be better to use it sparingly in the future.
Maintaining a calm demeanor while looking at Heibai Wuchang, he slowly spoke, "Now, can we have a proper talk?"
White Impermanence smiled bitterly inside, thinking to himself, "Of course you want to talk; I really don’t want to fight you anymore—provided I can actually defeat you." However, he wore an awkward smile on his face and replied, "Sure, of course."
Ye Mingshang invited them into the room and inquired about their reasons for coming here. Throughout the process, Xu Chen and Lu Mingxuan kept their distance; despite having seen much more now, ordinary people still had an innate fear of ghosts and monsters. (To be continued.)
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