บท 260: The Gamble

Yang Lujia was never apprehensive of the family behind this Young Master Hao. Killing him would never make any waves in his heart. Only his father and that 'creator' could move him at the moment. Nothing else. No one else. 

Lao Han, the only high-level Quasi-Holy Son of this Sacred City's Church of Light, was frightened to the extreme that he ran off from the scene with a tail between his legs. Just now, he did not feel any fluctuation in space neither did he feel someone's presence. Even if it was the archpriests in the Church of Light could not compare to this kind of unknown but overwhelming presence. 

What Young Master Hao? What high-level Quasi-Holy Son?

In front of a mighty expert and the reality of this world, only strength mattered. 

Therefore, he did not dare dillydally and sprinted away. 

He could not let that person chase after him. He hurriedly went to seek refuge inside the Church of Light. Only then could he feel safe.