He Fangtuo's momentum was fierce, and his strength was exceptional, especially his eyes, which incredibly possessed Double Pupiled Eyes!!!
Inside one eyeball were two pupils! It looked extremely terrifying.
Seeing his Double Pupiled Eyes, the Taoist started to get nervous.
"Hahaha, Du Sanjiang, oh Du Sanjiang, have you swallowed a fly? Why is your face so ugly?"
He Fangtuo ignored Du Sanjiang and the Taoist in the pavilion, walked straight up, and poured himself a cup of tea.
After taking a sip, He Fangtuo's expression became disdainful, and his eyes resembled those of a jackal or a tiger.
The Taoist and Du Sanjiang instinctively took a step back.
"Your family's tea is still as disgusting as ever!" He Fangtuo's mouth curved into a smile that seemed like mockery but also self-mockery.
Tea was what his He Family had relied on for survival, and the Du Family had been the same ten years ago.
But all he had was ultimately stripped away by Du Sanjiang.
He Fangtuo was not willing to accept this. He wanted revenge. Du Sanjiang's death was not enough, the entire Du Family must also be buried with him!
"You!" Du Sanjiang pointed at He Fangtuo, unable to utter a word for a long time, sweat beading on his forehead.
The next second, Du Sanjiang turned his pleading gaze towards the Taoist.
The Taoist was also exceedingly nervous at this moment. Now noticing Du Sanjiang's gaze, he had no choice but to bravely face He Fangtuo.
But just by looking over, the Taoist met He Fangtuo's Double Pupiled Eyes directly and his heart skipped a beat, instinctively taking another small step back.
He Fangtuo was not just some nameless nobody the Taoist had encountered in Jianghu. Having endured harsh training in prison for many years, his whole body emitted a deadly aura, and his Double Pupiled Eyes carried an indescribable murderous intent.
The Taoist, as if forgetting what he had said earlier, did not prepare to strike and leave no return for He Fangtuo. Instead, he posed as a transcendent sage and began to advise,
"Why must this be, benefactor? An eye for an eye, when will it end? Persistence in delusion will only harm yourself in the end!"
He Fangtuo chuckled, looking at the Taoist as one would look at a monkey.
The Taoist's expression was immediately hard to maintain, but he continued to advise, "Master Du actually really wants to make amends with you. If possible, why don't you name a price?"
Upon hearing this, even Du Sanjiang was stunned. When had he ever said such a thing?
Du Sanjiang opened his mouth, wanting to say something. He had not forgotten what the Taoist had said earlier, that if He Fangtuo dared to come, they would make sure he could neither come nor go back.
But as the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back. If they could resolve the matter with money, it wouldn't be too bad…
However, He Fangtuo had never thought of asking Du Sanjiang for money. What he wanted were the lives of Du Sanjiang and the entire Du Family!
"Hahaha, where did this fool come from? Du Sanjiang, I gave you a few days to prepare, and you bring me such a clown?"
He Fangtuo laughed heartily, seemingly amused by the Taoist's words.
Ning Fan also laughed beside the pavilion. It seemed He Fangtuo had not grown foolish in prison, and after coming out, was still able to adapt, even picking up such new slang.
"He Fangtuo, I, Du Sanjiang, stand with a clear conscience. If you remain fixated, who dies tonight is still uncertain!" Du Sanjiang shouted angrily. Then he looked towards the Taoist, "Right, Priest Ye?"
At this time, Priest Ye also became furious and hit the novice beside him on the shoulder, shouting, "Kill him!"
The boy was slightly startled, his youthful face showing bewilderment as he couldn't believe what his master was doing before he was pushed forward.
He Fangtuo was right in front of him. The boy had no chance to argue; he could only clench his teeth and swing the horsetail whisk in his hand towards He Fangtuo.
"Hahaha, you're courting death!"
With a smack, He Fangtuo slapped the boy's face, sending him tumbling backward.
Eventually, the boy fell to the ground with a cry of pain and gradually lost consciousness.
Du Sanjiang and the Taoist were stunned. Next to the pavilion, Du Dewei now stood beside Ning Fan, his eyes filled with fear as he looked at He Fangtuo.
"Du Sanjiang, your life is forfeit!"
He Fangtuo, with a murderous aura and a fierce look, charged directly at Du Sanjiang.
"Well played, He Fangtuo, let me take you on!"
The Taoist Priest shouted coldly, his face losing all color as his disciple was so easily defeated with a slap from He Fangtuo.
After all, he had some reputation in Jianghu, and he had boasted quite a bit at Du Sanjiang's side; now, he had no choice but to step up.
Facing the furious Taoist Priest, He Fangtuo bent down, dodged the swinging horsetail whisk, and immediately pinched the whisk between two fingers.
"What?!" The Taoist Priest was shocked and stared in disbelief at He Fangtuo.
No matter how hard he tried, at that moment, he couldn't pull the horsetail whisk from He Fangtuo's grip.
Du Sanjiang turned pale; he had already overestimated He Fangtuo, but he hadn't expected him to be so formidable.
Just from one exchange, Du Sanjiang realized that He Fangtuo had completely taken the upper hand.
"You old Taoist snoop, I want to see what skills you possess. Du Sanjiang didn't invite you just to be a spectator, did he?"
He Fangtuo mercilessly mocked the Taoist Priest. His eyesight was excellent; although the Taoist Priest had some skills, his movements seemed so slow to He Fangtuo.
"Die!" The Taoist Priest, enraged, puffed up his beard and eyebrows, then threw the horsetail whisk away, unleashing a series of Chaotic Fists at He Fangtuo.
The disorderly punches hit He Fangtuo, but the latter didn't even budge.
"Is that all you've got—those fancy but ineffective moves?" He Fangtuo squinted, coldly watching the Taoist Priest before him.
By then, Du Sanjiang was also in despair, but he still looked at the Taoist Priest with some hope, wishing he could defeat He Fangtuo.
If He Fangtuo truly was unbeatable tonight, then the Du Family would be doomed.
The Taoist Priest's breath hitched, his face turned ashen; fearing to respond, he mustered all his strength and threw a punch at He Fangtuo's chest.
The punch hit He Fangtuo squarely in the chest with a thud, but he remained motionless, absorbing the blow.
"No, no, no, it can't be!"
He Fangtuo stood firm, taking the full brunt of the strike without dodging, and fear began to fill the Taoist Priest's eyes.
"Hahaha, Du Sanjiang, it seems even you can't be clever forever! Today is the day I avenge myself!"
He Fangtuo sneered, then dealt a heavy slap to the Taoist Priest's face.
The forceful slap, filled with all of He Fangtuo's hatred, caused a grotesque crunching sound as the Taoist Priest's head spun a full three hundred sixty degrees on his neck, ultimately facing Du Sanjiang.