Qin Yu looked over, silent.

The white-robed seafolk’s pupils shrank. He turned around and slammed out a hand. Xian Yugong miserably cried out loud as he was smashed away, blood gushing from his mouth and nose.

He turned and bowed again, “Fellow daoist, is this punishment sufficient?” It was clear to everyone that if Qin Yu believed it wasn’t, he would continue to beat up Xian Yugong.

This was truly frightening. This white-robed seafolk was titled the South Garden King. Although this was a title given to him by the Bolie branch, this title itself revealed how honored his status was. He was the strongest person of their branch lineage.

But now he…was actually apologizing to a human stranger? Even Leon felt as if he was lacking oxygen as he became a little bit dizzy.

He knew that his teacher was strong but he never imagined that his teacher was strong to the point where he could conquer his enemies without a fight.

From the very start, his teacher hadn’t even moved. Just by standing there, he had caused the Bolie branch’s greatest powerhouse...