Chu Fan walked up to Sun Zixuan, squatted down, and slapped him twice across the face.
"Speak. What did you want with me? Or did you come all this way just for a beating?"
Sun Zixuan stared at Chu Fan, his eyes filled with fear, yet also harboring humiliation and utter disbelief.
Even now, he couldn't accept that he, a cultivator in the Blood Refining Realm, had been utterly crushed by some kid who had just reached the Blood Nourishing Realm.
His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed hard. In a trembling voice, he said, "Whether you like it or not, you've been assigned to the Cyan Wood Hall, under Incense Master Zhou."
"The Incense Master sent me to find you. He wants you at the Cyan Wood Hall at 3:00 PM to meet with him!"
"Got it." Chu Fan nodded slightly, then slapped him again.
SLAP! Sun Zixuan was sent sprawling to the ground once more.
The slap was so fast and vicious that Sun Zixuan coughed up a spray of blood.
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