Upon hearing Shui Linglong's words, Qiu Yundao scoffed disdainfully and said angrily:
"It's just a miser, yet it dares to stand in my way. It's simply courting death!"
Before he finished speaking, Qiu Yundao suddenly summoned his mild steel curved knife, slashing a bright streak in the air towards the miser.
Shui Linglong realized what was happening and urgently shouted, "No!"
Unfortunately, Qiu Yundao's attack was too fast, as swift as a gust of wind and as forceful as a thunderclap.
Just as Shui Linglong's cry left her lips, the unbelievably sharp knife had already struck the miser.
To everyone's surprise, the miser neither dodged nor defended but instead took the incredibly sharp blow head-on.
Immediately, golden liquid gushed out.
Seeing itself bleeding, the miser became extremely angry on the spot, roaring furiously.
Consequently, the flowing liquid turned into countless tadpoles.
