C55 Any Traps Would be Useless
C55 Any Traps Would be Useless
"Don't move."
Su Lang ordered his clone to say a few simple words.
"Y-yes!"
This cold warning reminded Yang Shi that his life was still in Su Lang's hands. His body trembled, and his neck shrank down.
Immediately after, under Su Lang's command, the clone unsheathed the longsword and escorted Yang Shi out of the forest. As for the other three, they had no other choice but to follow behind, trembling in fear.
"Young master!"
When Yang Zhen saw Yang Shi coming out alive and well, he revealed a look of glee. At the same time, Yang Tianrui had to give his all just to stop himself from running out.
At the same time, Ye Lingfeng, Ye Tian, and the others hiding in the dark were also surprised.
"It really is the black-robed killer!"
"We finally found him. We will definitely not let him go today!"
"We must capture him and make him beg for death!"
Even though the Ye family members didn't say a single word—the joy, malice, and the venom in their eyes were more apparent than ever.
In the arena.
"Young Master, are you alright?"
Yang Zhen opened his mouth and took two steps forward.
"Stop!"
Su Lang's clone shouted in a low guttural tone. As a show of warning, a paper-thin cut appeared on Yang Shi's neck.
"Don't come over, Uncle Zhen!"
Yang Shi almost peed in fear. His voice was trembling. "W-where? Where are the gold coins? Just give him the ransom and take me away!"
"I have the gold coins here; don't harm the young master!"
Yang Zhen no longer dared to act rashly. He hurriedly took out the 20 Middle-Grade Spiritual Stones and displayed them in front of Su Lang's Clone.
From the eyes of the clone, Su Lang carefully observed the Spiritual Stones. He could see that the stones in front of the clone were indeed purer than Low-Grade Spiritual Stone. Even the spiritual energy that surrounded the stones was much denser. He could not help but reveal a trace of a smile.
"I'll give these Spirit Stones to you, but the prerequisite is that you release the young master!"
Yang Zhen took a deep breath and said, "Understand this, if I can't guarantee the young master's safety, you should also forget the stones."
"I have a way by which both of us can be at ease. You let the young master walk, and when he stands right in between us, I'll throw the Spirit Stones to you."
"Don't worry, my only priority is the young master's safety, so I won't play any tricks. You will definitely get your Spirit Stones like this."
As soon as Su Lang heard Yang Zhen's suggestion, a cruel smile appeared on his lips.
Su Lang wasn't an idiot. He knew that the other party had definitely made some sort of hidden arrangement. Had the Yang family been so gullible and naive, they wouldn't have had what they had.
However, Su Lang wasn't the one trapped here—it was his clone. So, all the plans and traps would end up being useless.
"Alright!"
Su Lang asked his clone to nod and push Yang Shi towards Yang Zhen.
"Uncle Zhen!"
The moment Yang Shi was pushed away by the clone, he ran towards Yang Zhen while crying as if his life depended on it.
Yang Zhen, on the other hand, was looking at the black-robed man. He wasn't planning to attack the clone just yet as he wasn't taking any risks.
In his opinion, this black-robed man would definitely be captured in the end. Then, the Spirit Stones would return to their rightful owners, the Yang family.
Hence, the only moment he was actually worried about was this.
As soon as Yang Shi stood midway between them, Yang Zhen threw the Spiritual Stones towards the clone.
Twenty crystal clear Middle-Grade Spiritual Stones flew in the air before they were collected by the clone within a single blink. As soon as the clone was done collecting the stones, he sent them to Su Lang.
At the same time, Yang Zhen his Yang Shi behind them. His face revealed a cold smile as he said, "Little bastard, so what if you obtained Spiritual Stones?
"Today, the Yang Family and Ye Family will jointly attack you. This day will mark your death day next year!"
As soon as his voice faded, a large number of figures rushed out from the surrounding forest.
"Father!"
"Brother Ye! Uncle Ye!"
"You're all here! Quickly kill that bastard!"
"Hahaha! I want you to torture him first until he begs for death! Drill it into his brain what true pain is!"
When Yang Shi saw all his kin and friends rushing out of the forest, his eyes began tearing up.
God knew how much humiliation, panic, and fear he had experienced in just half a day.
Although he knew that the black-robed man was only Su Lang's subordinate, he overjoyed nevertheless. Right now, just killing an enemy subordinate was enough to fill his craving for revenge.
"Kill him!"
A furious roar was heard.
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The roar was issued by a majestic old man with an unfathomable aura. He brandished his sword and rushed towards the clone.
"Clone Dispatch!"
With this command, Su Lang tried to transport his clone to a faraway place from here.
Now, this command worked by gradually fading the clone from head to toe. The clone had to stand still while it was fading away.
All of a sudden!
Whoosh!
A flying dagger shrouded in lightning cut through the sky and instantly pierced through the right leg of the clone.
Boom!
The moment the dagger struck the clone's leg—it exploded.
The clone's clothes were torn apart, and his entire body was charred black. His right leg had disappeared without a trace.