c293: Help Me, Master President

Fu Xing coyly said, “I don’t consider it a strike…”

He thought of the guy and remembered that he didn’t seemingly strike either.

‘In that case, I still owe him a punch…’

Fu Xing suddenly felt a headache.

“You do not need to be afraid. The brazen person who dared to strike in my Pill Pagoda has no way to leap to the sky.”

Shi Ti thought that Fu Xing didn’t dare to mention who the attacker was and spoke with a sneer.

Even with the sneer, his face was still somewhat benevolent, but his tone was not very pleasing to the ears.

“What is the cultivation level of the person who has made such a destruction here?”

“The Master Level?”

“The Throne Level?”

Seeing the reticent expression on Fu Xing’s face, Shi Ti thought that the lad would have exploded on the spot if it was a Throne-level swordsman who had struck him.

According to the rules of the continent, Throne-level swordsmen could only fight against those at Throne level. They were not allowed to attack Spiritual Cultivators at a lower level.

It looked like Fu Xing was taught a lesson by someone at the Master Level.

Yet, his sword work was quite outstanding, and the ordinary swordsmen at the Heavenly Image State couldn’t hurt him at all.

Thinking of this, Shi Ti ventured, “Is he some in the Ying Yang State? In the peak stage of the Ying Yang State?”

“Or… someone in the Star Worship State!”

Fu Xing was panicked.

He couldn’t let President Shi Ti keep brainstorming any further. Honestly, he was afraid that he would be in a worse situation when Master President listed all the possibilities.

“It’s not like that.”

The eldest young master blushed and tilted his head aside. “It’s the Origin Court State… The Origin Court State, and in the middle stage of the Origin Court State,” he said while staring at a crack on the ground. He was truly inclined to hide in the crack.

Crack!

After remaining silent for a while, the plate holding the magic pills in the hands of the female assistant dropped onto the ground due to the shock of hearing that fact. As a matter of fact, the plate hadn’t been knocked over by the blast earlier.

The rest of the group was dumbfounded as well and unable to speak.

After feeling astonished for a long moment, President Shi Ti had a slightly pale face.

“Origin Court State?”

“Are you kidding me, lad?”

Pointing to the big hole in the ground and looking at the crowd, who lifted their heads upwards, Shi Ti angrily asked, “Are you telling me that it was someone in the Origin Court State who caused such a big hole?”

Fu Xing explained, “I can’t say it was he who made the hole. It was mainly because my Purple Dragon Chant was recoiled…”

As he mentioned the recoil, Fu Xing thought of the guy’s Recoil power again. He found that he couldn’t give a clear explanation any longer.

‘Maybe I could also knock a hole in this wall if I punched it.’

“Ugh, I don’t think I can explain it.”

Fu Xing had no intention to have himself embarrassed again. At the moment, he would rather go back home and sleep with a quilt wrapped around his head.

‘Just consider it a dream…’

Seeing him stop talking and his desperate expression, Shi Ti realized that there must be something else involved in the incident.

He waved his hand.

“Go down with me. We will interrogate the culprit together face to face. With the guards present, I don’t think the culprit can escape!”

Fu Xing pouted and weakly said, “I don’t want to go down there.”

‘What? The lad doesn’t want to face the culprit…’

‘Does he want to shrink away from the confrontation?’

‘He wants to stay away!’

In this world, one might be able to live a more comfortable life if one could learn to give up on facing reality.

“You don’t want to.”

Shi Ti raised his voice by several decibels, saying, “This is not a question of whether you want to or not. There is a big hole here. If you don’t want to go down to confront him, do you want your father to come here to confront him?”

“I…”

Fu Xing’s face turned green. ‘Where will I hide my face if my old father comes here?’

‘But…’

‘To go down and face the guy…’

“No, I don’t want to…”

Shi Ti rolled his eyes before he heaved Fu Xing into the hole and jumped in after him.