Among them, some were already growing impatient. He was a handyman disciple; if he and his fellow disciples swarmed forward and hacked the Divine Son to death with random blows, wouldn't that give him something to brag about for the rest of his life?
"I once killed a figure at the level of the Divine Son"—how persuasive those words would sound if spoken aloud. Even if the other person didn't believe it, once the whole sequence of events from today was clearly explained, they definitely would.
Instantly, this handyman disciple felt a surge of excitement. He strode right into the cell, drew the broadsword at his waist, and moved to hack Qian Jinshuai to death.
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