"However—"
At this point, Cheng Xiaofan couldn't help but smile faintly and said, "Duowen, it's no wonder you didn't make it to Forsman Island for the celebration of the Saintess's Mirror."
"At the time, you were busy with infighting."
"You gathered a bunch of people, killed your elder brother, and took your sister-in-law."
"Thus, you seized the position of the leader of the demonic cultivators in the small country!"
Upon hearing Cheng Xiaofan's words, Duowen's pupils contracted.
He had conducted this matter with extreme secrecy; only a few people knew about his conspiracy to murder his own brother.
As for taking his sister-in-law, outsiders only assumed it was a mutual arrangement.
After all, with the elder brother dead, it was common for the younger brother to marry the sister-in-law in the small country, not something worth discussing.
He had also learned a little about what happened on Forsman Island afterward.
He absolutely could not believe that the deaths of Meng Li and his group had anything to do with this young man from China.
What shocked him, however, was that.
This young man from China before him.
His eyes were too heaven-defying.
He could recount all his shameful deeds, one by one.
"Kid, you know quite a lot!"
Duowen said sinisterly, "You should know that knowing too much about certain things."
"Is not a good thing; it can bring about your own demise!"
Cheng Xiaofan shook his head and smiled slightly.
He said, "Duowen, you are too confident!"
"If I can annihilate Meng Li and his group on Forsman Island, I can easily annihilate your ragtag bunch!"
"Hahaha!"
Duowen heard this and burst into hearty laughter.
He said, "Young man from China, you really know how to brag!"
"You've bragged so much that the cows are flying in the sky!"
"The group led by Meng Li could be killed by you?"
"They must have died in infighting, which allowed the Saintess's Mirror to benefit!"
Upon hearing this, Cheng Xiaofan felt there was no point in talking further with him.
Clearly, this guy had no idea about the internal workings of how the original group of demonic cultivators on Forsman Island was annihilated.
Wasting more words with someone like this.
Seemed rather meaningless!
He couldn't help but shake his head again.
He said, "Poor Duowen, it seems you are truly quite foolish!"
"However, speaking of which, I am very happy about your appearance!"
"From your aura, I can tell you are a wealthy man."
"It's no wonder that the small country is rich in gold and beautiful women."
"In these past few years, the money you've amassed is no less than eight hundred billion US dollars."
"Even the gold you've stored amounts to over five hundred tons!"
"Unfortunately, starting today, all your US dollars and gold belong to me!"
Duowen was furious and roared, "Kid, you must be crazy!"
"How can my US dollars and gold be yours?"
"Is your brain lacking oxygen? What nonsense are you spouting?"
"Mr. Duowen, stop chattering with this brat!"
Mora, seeing them exchange words, was already impatient.
He shouted eagerly, "Quickly kill this brat and take all the poison-dissolving spiritual items he has collected!"
"Kill him, and the two queen's sworn sisters in the car will also be yours!"
Lorraine and Fanny, who had been sitting in the car, turned red with anger and gritted their teeth upon hearing Mora's words.
Fanny said with immense hatred, "I never expected Mora, who looks honest on the outside, to be so cruel!"
"Sister, let's call His Majesty the King and report this."
"Let him bring people to kill these individuals!"
"There are so many of them; I'm worried Divine Doctor Cheng won't be able to defeat them."
Lorraine was much calmer than Fanny.
She comforted her sister, "Don't worry, little sister!"
"Don't you see how calm our man is?"
"Based on his composure alone, I dare to assert that those people are no match for him!"
"I have great confidence in our man!"
"Besides, they are about to make their move."
"Even if we call, it might be too late!"
At this moment!
Duowen heard Mora's words.
He immediately waved his hand at the men beside him.
He shouted, "Everyone attack, kill this brat!"
"Roar—"
Those men let out earth-shattering wolf howls, black smoke billowed from their bodies, and they drew their sabers.
They charged madly at Cheng Xiaofan.
Cheng Xiaofan simply smiled faintly.
With a wave of his right hand.
A sheathed devil bone saber appeared in his hand.
Swish!
He thrust the saber forward.
The heads of those men immediately rolled off their necks like watermelons.
Subsequently, their bodies fell in rows, like floating logs.
This scene, absolutely unimaginable, unfolded before their eyes.
In the blink of an eye.
Only Duowen and Mora remained on the opposite side.
Duowen and Mora wore expressions of utter disbelief, as if they had seen a ghost.
On the devil's road.
The night clung, refusing to be brushed away.
Stars and the moon dotted the sky, casting a faint, clear light.
At this moment, Duowen's throat tightened, as if an invisible hand were gripping his neck, a life-threatening suffocation.
Mora collapsed onto the ground.
His clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
His face was ashen, and he shivered with fear.
Cheng Xiaofan had already put the devil bone saber back into his spatial storage.
After a long while.
"How did you do it?"
Duowen finally managed to catch his breath and asked.
He hadn't even clearly seen the devil bone saber in Cheng Xiaofan's hand.
Cheng Xiaofan chuckled and said, "Guess!"
Let me guess?
Duowen was on the verge of tears.
What was there to guess?
At this point, he believed.
That the devil lords on Forsman Island, led by Meng Li, must have been killed by this young man from China.
This fellow could decapitate countless people with a mere wave of his hand, without expending any effort.
"I'll transfer the US dollars in my bank account to you."
Duowen said, "I only beg you to spare my life!"
"Today's events were all instigated by Mora!"
Duowen was still somewhat lucid.
His priority now was to save his life.
Encountering such a formidable individual.
There was no point in struggling.
If he wanted you dead, you had no hope of survival.
Cheng Xiaofan heard this and chuckled.
He said, "Duowen, you are quite straightforward!"
"I like dealing with people like you!"
"Because of your attitude, I can spare your life!"
"I'll give you my bank account number, and you transfer those eight hundred billion US dollars immediately!"
Duowen indeed acted without delay. Upon receiving Cheng Xiaofan's account number, he immediately transferred the money via mobile banking.
Ding!
Cheng Xiaofan opened the text message on his phone.
Seeing the transferred money, he nodded in satisfaction.
He said, "Duowen, I like you!"
He strode over to Duowen and, with a sudden punch, ferociously struck him in the abdomen.
"Ah—"
Along with Duowen's heartbreaking scream,
A mouthful of blood spewed violently from his mouth.