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Chapter 406: Inviting the Evil God to the Class!

Chapter 406: Chapter 406: Inviting the Evil God to the Class!

On the northern open seas of the Philippines, an unnamed island.

At this moment, distinguished guests gathered in droves, all bearing gifts to celebrate Qin Batian’s eightieth birthday.

The Thieves’ Sect, with its millennium-old heritage, had a profound background and extensive connections.

Even the reputable sects of Huaxia dared not underestimate it and had sent representatives to join the grand occasion.

As the leader of the Thieves’ Sect, Qin Batian should have felt immensely gratified.

However,

his face was marked by sorrow, for he had just received news of Qin Wuya’s death. Following this, he had dispatched Elder Huang to seek revenge and had also received the desperate loyalty of the renegade—Wang Wei.

Yet, up to now, there had been no word from them, no intelligence at all.

Seated in his grand chair, he watched the Jianghu figures coming and going, his eyes slightly narrowed, "Kang Kai, is there any news of Huang Wen or Wang Wei?"

"Sect Leader, none!"

Kang Kai, serving as the Left Envoy of the Thieves’ Sect and ranking just below the Sect Leader together with Right Envoy—Chen Chi, held a position above all the hall leaders and branch leaders.

This man, who spoke sparingly and treasured every word, dressed casually and even wore patched clothes, undeterred by others’ ridicule.

Right Envoy—Chen Chi, however, was dressed in luxurious silk, displaying a plump face, and sycophantically said, "Sect Leader, there’s no need to worry. As Deputy Head of the Elder Council, Elder Huang is more than capable of handling a minor Evil God."

"Sigh!"

Qin Batian nodded heavily, lamenting, "I hope so. Our Thieves’ Sect’s thousand-year foundation has been jeopardized by the fledgling Heavenly Net Evil God, and it’s my fault too."

Suddenly, the Elder Council’s Sect Leader—Yan Han rushed over with a shocked expression, "To report to the Sect Leader, the Heavenly Net Evil God is waiting outside with a gift to offer birthday wishes."

"Bang!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Batian rose abruptly, the tea table shattered into pieces, and the blue and white porcelain tea set scattered on the ground, smashing into fragments.

"The brat, daring to kill my son and still has the face to show up? This is a blatant provocation! Order my command, all disciples out, slay him."

"Sect Leader, hear me out!"

Left Envoy—Kang Kai, stroking his grizzled beard, cautiously said, "Today is a joyous day; we must not commit a killing. Matters of revenge can be discussed after the celebrations."

"Hmph!"

Right Envoy—Chen Chi, puffing his cheeks and glaring, pointed at Kang Kai’s nose, dissatisfied, "It’s precisely because distinguished guests are present that we should execute him, to kill one to warn a hundred, and establish the eternal authority of our Thieves’ Sect."

"Enough, enough!" Elder Council’s Sect Leader—Yan Han, impatiently slapped Chen Chi’s hand away, then shuffled toward Qin Batian, bowing deeply, "Sect Leader, we must not act rashly. As the saying goes, know yourself and your enemy to win every battle. What harm is there in meeting with the Evil God first?"

"Indeed!"

Qin Batian took a deep breath, regained his composure, and sat back down in his grand chair, calling loudly, "Summon the Evil God to the hall!"

"Summon the Evil God to the hall!"

Below, the members of the Thieves’ Sect shouted, and the disciples on both sides pulled out their swords, lining up in crossed formation to intimidate the Evil God.

"Thump, thump, thump..."

Heavy footsteps approached from afar, revealing three figures getting closer and their features gradually becoming clear.

Leading them was a man, dignified and scholarly, with a sharply defined face and impeccable in a spotless suit, walking lightly, carrying a bright yellow package, unruffled by the hostile stares, entering the array of swords with an unfurrowed brow and an air of calm.

Following him were two strapping men, arrogant in demeanor and disdainful in their eyes, each carrying a dark battle axe and a massive iron hammer, with bright yellow packages also swaying on their weapons.

It was Xiao Zheng, Long Qie, and Titan.

"Move aside!"

"Don’t block the way!"

With their towering figures, Long Qie and Titan found the swords completely blocking their path, and they swiftly took action.

With just a slight push, they caused the rows of Thieves’ Sect disciples to falter and fall to the ground in a most disgraceful manner.

"How rude you all are!"

The disciples of the Thieves Sect were furious, their faces red and necks thick, faces turning black, brandishing waist knives and surrounding Long Qie and Titan.

"A bunch of little thieves and pups, is this how your Thieves Sect treats its guests?"

Titan curled his lips, ignoring everyone’s rage, and said with a bold voice.

Holy crap!

A bunch of little thieves and pups? Such a slap in the face.

The people of the Thieves Sect were indeed thieves, using any means necessary!

The friends in Jianghu were all shocked, staring at Titan, and then at Xiao Zheng and Long Qie. Were these three here to celebrate a birthday? They looked more like they were here for a funeral.

"Where did these three brats come from? They look unfamiliar. Could they be daring youngsters seeking death?"

"Doesn’t seem like it, look at the imposing manner of those two big fellows, with energy that seems to pull mountains and cover the world. They’re definitely not easy to mess with."

"Even if they are famous in Jianghu, shouldn’t they have a title? Who is the Evil God? Definitely not a nobody."

"Watch, by provoking the dignity of the Thieves Sect like this, they won’t end well."

"..."

However, Qin Batian slightly squinted his old eyes and gently pressed his hand down, speaking lightly, "Everyone who enters is a guest, you all step back!"

His words were soft, but carried an undeniable authority.

"Yes, Sect Leader!"

Even so, though the disciples of the Thieves Sect stepped back, they still fixed their gaze on the three men, fists clenched, grinding their teeth.

Qin Batian coldly looked at the three below, finally fixing his gaze on Xiao Zheng, his eyes piercing as he said, "You must be the Evil God? Young in age but not in courage."

"I wouldn’t dare!"

Xiao Zheng feigned modesty and bowed, saying, "Since it is Mr. Qin’s birthday, even if I were busy, I would come to seek a drink of your fine wine."

Then, he turned around, smiling, and said, "Titan, bring forth the gift!"

"Right away, Brother Xiao!"

Titan, holding three bright yellow packages, walked onto the stage and placed them on the tables in front of them, grinning foolishly, "Let me tell you elders, this is a substantial gift. You better take good care of it."

"Substantial gift?"

Qin Batian’s heart leapt with joy. Could it be the Golden Bone?

"Yan Han, Kang Kai, Chen Chi, hurry up and open it to see. As the Sect Leader, I am quite looking forward to the Evil God’s gift."

"Yes, Sect Leader!"

The three old fellows rolled up their sleeves, opened the bright yellow packages first, and found precious wooden boxes inside.

Anything contained here must be extraordinary. Perhaps, the Evil God came to apologize?

With a doubtful heart, the three eagerly opened the wooden boxes and upon seeing the contents, each trembled and stepped back.

"Audacious!"

"Shameless!"

"Arrogant!"

The three elders cursed loudly, their faces pale.

Qin Batian stood up, fixed his gaze, and was startled upon seeing.

The.

Three wooden boxes contained three human heads, ashen-faced, belonging to Qin Wuya, Huang Wen, and Wang Wei.

Qin Batian, quivering with rage, fell back into his chair, his face ashen and beard trembling.