The 200 hundred people in attendance all stood up to hail this newcomer with warm words.

"How is everyone today? I'm very very happy to see great company in my home. Please sit down." The young man responded to the kind greetings that he received.

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This young man was of course none other than our bored gamer. He had his usual crimson robes that gave his person a majestic appearance of a king.

Although his looks could do better but no one was brave enough to say that to his face. All the powers in Aurora never dared to measure the bottom line of our good gamer.

Clark then looked at a handsome man in an equally impressive cultivator's robe. He gave the man a fiendish grin before saying...

"Who gave you the courage to play around wantonly in my house?"

"Master Clark Colter, I have come from afar and have heard of your famous name. I am Du Feng and I wish to kn..."

Du Feng replied and even went the distance to call our bored gamer some as master to give a little bit of respect. Alas, this was not enough to save him today.

"PUCHI!" An arm fell to the floors and rolled three times before stopping. Nobody dared to breath loudly in the scene.

'I can't even react at all! Nor could I see how and where the attack came from!' This voice of fear rang in the mind of a particular one armed man.

He took a pill from his storage ring and the blood from his severed arm stopped from dropping on the floors. At least he would not die of blood loss from the wound.

"This is a misunderstanding, Master Clark. Nooo... Senior Clark! I have been too..." The injured man said and this was of course no one else but Du Feng.

He was cursing inside on how he had come unto this very difficult situation. Should he stayed in the comforts of the city lord's mansion then of this would have happened unto him.

Du Feng remembered Ren Cao and if he survived this day, he was sure to teach that boy well for pushing him into death's doors.

"SLASH!" A muted sound was heard like the arrival of a sudden gale and then a decapitated head rose in a fountain of blood.

Even his soul was extinguished before it could escape for a possible rebirth. Du Feng, an 8th Stage Earth Realm Expert, died in a quick senseless death.

He did not even have the time to regret his decisions today.

"I don't have the time to listen to excuses." Our bored gamer whispered and a breath later, a wooden spear appeared on his hands.

There was no spectacular designs on the body of the weapon as it looked so ordinary to the eyes.

But everyone on the scene did not doubt one bit that this was a mighty treasure that has perhaps arrived at the tier 6 class of weapons!

Clark waved the spear once and the blood on its tip evaporated to nothing. The whole spear then vanished from the eyes of the masses.

"Is there anyone else who still wants to have a talk with me today?" Our good gamer asked the gathering of more than 200 people.

He roamed his gaze and no one dared to return his scrutiny. Clark appeared more than human in their midst. He was even scarier than the demons of the abyss.

A 1st Stage Innate Realm to slay an Earth Realm Senior was a tale of legends. But here our bored gamer has broken everyone's understanding of what was possible and not.

"I just recalled that it's my daughter's wedding today, Master Clark!"

"I thank you for your hospitality. I shall take my leave now." A smart man started the crusade of escape. With how shocked his brain was, this excuse seemed brilliant at the moment.

"Hmmm..." Clark only nodded and the smart man was literally flying down the halls but not before stumbling for one or two times before he succeeded in getting away from this picture of blood.

"I also need to go now, Master Clark! I still have to feed my pets in the house."

"I have a party to attend to!"

"This poor man still wants to sell my home grown vegetable products to the market."

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One by one the guests uttered lame excuses as fast as they could. There was great panic in everyone's hearts.

One should know that an Earth Realm Cultivator was the strongest expert they have seen in their long lives and yet Du Feng was not even able to keep his head intact in the aftermath.

The people and spies fled the scene in haste. Some did not even say a word unto our bored gamer and just ran in panic amongst the trembling crowd.

One such person ducked his head and wished to appear as discreet as humanly possible. Alas, fate has another plan for this luckless soul.

"I believe that this started because of you, yes?" Clark asked towards the back of a young man. He did not even have to see this young man's face to verify his point.

With his Ring of Remedies that was equal to a divine sense of cultivators, it was easy for our avid gamer to read the minds of people less than the cultivation base of Soul Birth Realm.

'I'm fucked!' Ren Cao concluded. Amongst the flood of people near the exit, he was the only one who stopped in mid step.

It was obvious that he was more or less the guilty party in Master Clark's words.

'I should just go for it!' Ren Cao clenched his teeth and proceeded to walk the last steps towards freedom.

He chose to ignore our bored gamer's words and pretended to not hear a thing from before.

"If you don't want to offer any kind of defense before you die then so be it. Saves me some time of listening to more rubbish."

Clark shrugged when he witnessed the actions of the young man. It was then that Ren Cao turned around and shouted the words...

"WAIT! Master CLARK!" Alas, it was for naught.

"PUCHI!" A second head flew north only to drop unto the inanimate floors in a sprinkle of blood.