The Azure Dragon Institute Grand Elders, Ceng Chu included, were dumbfounded staring at Huang Xiaolong. Their faces were ashen, drowned in the dread of death.

Several Grand Elders felt dampness at their crotch as lines of pungent yellow liquid flowed down their legs.

Huang Xiaolong looked at Qin Yi, mockery and bloodthirst in his cold gaze, “Institute Principal Qin Yi, take out those one hundred giant redwood coffins that you ordered. For the sake of those coffins, I will leave your corpses intact.”

Fear squeezed those Azure Dragon Institute masters’ hearts, their bodies went cold even as they stood there.

“Huang-g, Huang Xiaolong, I’m the Azure Dragon Institute’s Principal, you cannot kill me, you cannot kill me!” Qin Yi repeated, his words not making any sense.

Huang Xiaolong’s lips curved...