The Adventures Of The Young Master

"You really want me to use force here?" The commander wanted to skin this woman alive for this humiliation. He was a respected commander of the devil army yet he was just blatantly insulted here as if he was nothing but a mere ant. Now, his patience was running thin and anytime from now, he might explode and attack.

"Why not? Show me what a commander level of your army like you got." The woman smiled as she descended. The way she did it was graceful and filled with overbearingness at the same time, "Come, attack me. I promise that no one will blame you for attacking me. Not even your young master."

"Then let's do it!" The commander finally unleashed his pent up anger towards the woman and draw the giant sword behind him, "If you can survive my attacks, I'll admit my defeat."

"You want me to be on the receiving end?" The woman could see through what the commander was trying to aim. Nevertheless, she didn't mind and said, "Very well, if you want it that way. But if I survive your attacks, you need to crawl your way towards me and beg for my forgiveness. How is it?"

The commander widened his eyes in shock and fury. To think that this woman still wanted to humiliate him more. His rationality was thrown out of the window and answered with a thundering voice, "So be it. But if I win, you will do it instead and lick my shoes!"

Jin Rou, who was watching by the sidelines with his presence off, couldn't help but shake his head. This commander was sort of an idiot. It was clear as day that the lady wasn't afraid of him and even a normal person could see that the she wasn't someone to trifle with. Yet, this commander was so furious because his ego was stepped on and threw his reasoning out of the windows, clearly pitting his own grave.

He already knew the outcome of this match. He didn't need to see it through.

"Fine by me." The woman laughed a bit and said, "Let's begin. Stop wasting my time. After all, you're still going to crawl towards me."

"Speak if you really win!" The commander shouted and gathered the thousand sword daos available in the vicinity. The energy circulated around his giant sword and appeared to be a red aura with thorns in all sides. It appeared very domineering and powerful, as if it was a weapon made to destroy the heavens. The space between the two shortened by quite a few and void fluctuations followed through. He bent his knees and charged his giant sword by the back, "Die!"

The commander was determined to kill the woman and didn't care about the consequences if ever he succeeded. His soldiers wanted to stop him but their levels couldn't make them do it and the commander's rationality was gone. If they tried to stop him, they might be the one to suffer later on. Thus, they could only watch their leader with pale faces.

The lady chuckled after seeing a giant red slash arc coming her way. She wasn't intimidated and in fact was mocking this attack, "I expected it would be a grand or world-destroying technique. Yet, this is just that. I'm so disappointed."

Then, she stretched her right hand and opened her palm and said, "Cancel."

"Poof!" And suddenly, the sword arc that to supposedly attack her vanished into thin air like a bubble.

"Insignificant technique. If you want to compete with me, at least have those world-destroying levels of weapons and scrolls." The lady was filled with mockery as she looked at the commander.

"Impossible! T-this is impossible!" The commander's face paled. That was his most pride technique that he had in his whole life. It saved him countless of times during wars and battles. He revised it for no less than a thousand times to make it better and stronger. Yet, it appeared insignificant in front of this woman. How could he accept that? So him refusing to believe this reality was understandable.

"You've lost. Now, crawl your way towards me. Don't make me repeat myself." The woman's voice was cold and superior. She had the voice that wouldn't make the enemy's back down or else they would face death immediately.

"I am one of the commanders of the devil's army. You want me to do something shameful? You must be dreaming!" The commander's face was burning with humiliation. Reneging from his words was actually easy for him. After all, there were only him and his soldiers here. No one would know this event.

"Oh? So you're going back to your words, then?" The lady raised her right brow, seemingly entertained.

"That's right. I'm going to renege my words. What can you do about it? Do you think you can do something —" The commander couldn't finish his words as he immediately pressed down by an invincible aura, pinning him to the ground, "Urgh!"

"Then you deserve death." The eyes of the lady was cold enough to deter everyone here into the coldest point of their lives. They felt like their end would be soon, especially the commander.

"Y-y-you will dare to kill me?!" The commander was frightened by those eyes. He could feel his back sweating from the look of those eyes. Those eyes were something like of a predator at the top of the food chain. But he refused to die like this and immediately threaten her, "I am Young Master Zuyan's righthand man. His most trusted aid. You are aware of that! Furthermore, Young Master Zuyan's brother is the current— ahhhhhhhh!"

Again, the commander couldn't finish his words as fire suddenly emerged from the ground. The fire immediately touched him and it went to all his parts. His screams echoed into the million voids as he beg for help. Unfortunately, no one would be there to save him. Not even the wind wound dare to.

And just like that, his life ended with so much regret, fury, and indignation.