Can't Afford to Offend My Scheming Disciple

165. The Black Mist Appears Again

Translator: Helene

“What? Although we don’t have the same parents, you can’t forget me because you are made the clan king.” ZhuoYu said with feigned wretchedness.

Zhuo Yu glared at Kaka angrily. If it weren’t for Kaka, he would have become the new king.

“Why don’t you mention how you treated K… the king in the Land of Muyin? Why didn’t you say he is your brother at that time?” A chubby boy squeezed out of the crowd with one chicken drumstick on each hand. There was another one in his mouth.

Kaka looked at the chubby greedy boy and knew who it was without thinking.

Zhuo Yu clenched his fists. He should be the king, and he should wear the robe that Kaka was wearing. A red light flashed across Zhuo Yu’s eyes. As he lowered his head, no one noticed it.

The rest of the tigons who participated in the contest came forward, congratulating. In the midst of the crowd, Zhuo Yu was constantly pushed forward.

Zhuo Yu’s fists tightened. When he was pushed closer to Kaka again, the red light in his eyes became more intense.

Before everyone realized what was going on, Zhuo Yu attacked Kaka, mumbling, “Go to hell.”

Kaka didn’t move, as he felt that Zhuo Yu was very strange, He had the strength of the Beast Emperor, and it was difficult for Zhuo Yu to hurt him.

Unexpectedly, when Zhuo Yu attacked Kaka, a trace of black mist emerged from Zhuo Yu’s body and flew towards Zhuo Hua.

Everything happened so fast that everyone could not react.

Everyone had thought that Zhuo Yu was aiming for Kaka, and he indeed did that. To their surprise, a pall of black mist emerged out of Zhuo Yu’s body.

Zhuo Hua looked at the black mist rushing towards him. It looked familiar, and he had a bad feeling.

He was just about to reach out to ward off the attack of the black mist, but a hand extended out from his shoulder. The slender hands caught the pall of black mist, which couldn’t move like a bull being hit in the eye.

Zhuo Hua turned around and looked at the man who suddenly appeared behind him. He was delighted.

Nan Chen smiled at Zhuo Hua and then looked at the black mist in his hand, narrowing his eyes with a dangerous light.

No one had been able to hurt his master in front of him. He didn’t allow that ever.

“Go back and tell the person behind you not to make those shameful little moves. If you don’t cross the line, we will live in peace. If you like to challenge, I don’t mind repeating the history of one hundred thousand years ago.” After Nan Chen spoke, a golden glow burst out from his hands. The black mist screamed miserably and fled into the distance.

“Master.” Nan Chen was threatening the black mist fiercely a short moment ago, but now he seemed to ask for a hug from his master.

“Your strength… has improved again?” asked Zhuo Hua.

Just now, he didn’t feel it when Nan Chen suddenly appeared behind him.

“Father.” A small head popped out from behind Nan Chen, and Li called out happily.

“Li, didn’t I ask you to stay in Cultivation World to inquire about Junior Brother? Why are you here?” Zhuo Hua stared at the two people.

Besides, although the tigon advocated contact with humans, humans who did not sign a contract with the tigons were strictly forbidden to enter their world.