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"Young man, I don't know what grievances exist between the Holy Witch Cult and you, but why do you want to kill our elder?" Zou Konghu asked calmly.
"Are you one of the Huaxia People?" Jiang Chen replied coolly.
"No," Zou Konghu answered without hesitation.
"Not one of the Huaxia People, then you have no right to stand here and speak with me." Jiang Chen's tone suddenly darkened. He lightly pressed down on the table, and a pair of chopsticks floated into the air, shooting towards Zou Konghu like bullets.
This move could be executed by a Master of Transformation, but Zou Konghu was a master at the Divine Realm. Using such a tactic against him would likely be ineffective. In fact, even Zou Konghu himself was taken aback when Jiang Chen suddenly attacked, shaking his head in disbelief.
However, as the chopsticks flew toward him, Zou Konghu's expression changed; he could no longer smile. His face stiffened, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes. He suddenly felt unable to move, as if an invisible force had bound him.
The chopsticks pierced through his knees. Despite being a master at the Divine Realm, he was still human. The pain from his shattered kneecaps made him cry out, and he fell directly to the ground.
This scene unfolded in an instant, though it may sound lengthy when described.
"Zou, Elder Zou, are you alright?" Shi Tao Di snapped back to reality, nearly stunned with fear. Elder Zou was his support; he never expected that before even exchanging two words with Jiang Chen, he would be kneeling before him. This support seemed rather unstable now.
Zou Konghu's face contorted in pain, his eyes burning with fury. "You all go kill that kid," he ordered the other three elders of the Holy Witch Cult.
The three elders exchanged glances and were about to act when Jiang Chen struck again. More chopsticks flew out, and before they could make a move, they too fell to their knees with cries of agony.
In the room, apart from the pitiful cries of the four elders from the Holy Witch Cult, there was no other sound. Shi Tao Di's face turned pale as he stepped back repeatedly, even contemplating fleeing, but he dared not move.
He had thought that with four elders from the Holy Witch Cult, they would fear no one. But unexpectedly, they were so easily defeated before the skilled individual mentioned by Liao Yangmai! Regret flooded through Shi Tao Di, nearly bringing him to tears; all his previous arrogance had vanished without a trace.
In just ten seconds, all the elders of the Holy Witch Cult were wiped out.
Zeng Xianyi stood dumbfounded.
Liu Liangmei, Li Yang, and the four divine beasts under Li Yang also wore expressions of shock.
Only Ye Xiaoying and Liao Yangmai maintained relatively normal expressions, as if to say that everyone should remain calm; this was just a typical operation for Mr. Jiang.
"All of you kneel on the ground and speak with me. Zeng Lao, Old Li, let's chat while we drink. Xiao Liao, you can bring out the dishes now," said Jiang Chen.
The muscles in Zeng Xianyi and Li Yang's faces twitched. Even though they had been on battlefields before, such a scene still shook them deeply.
Jiang Chen was simply too domineering.
During this period, the Holy Witch Cult was rampant in Xiangxi, even daring to provoke the Huaxia authorities. Little did they expect that Jiang Chen could crush their arrogance with just a few pairs of chopsticks.
The four elders of the Holy Witch Cult, Zou Konghu among them, were furious but unable to move. They were severely suppressed by Jiang Chen's imposing presence; they were simply not on the same level as him.
"Director Li, you should no longer doubt what I just said, right? Mr. Jiang can indeed eliminate these people as easily as killing a chicken, and there will be no uproar at all. My restaurant will certainly not be reduced to rubble," Liao Yangmai said with a smile, flattering Jiang Chen.
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