169: Chapter 169 Arrogance!

Continue to endure this humiliation, or fight this unfathomable demon right now?

Just as the two of them were caught in a whirlwind of indecision and distress, Qi Yun saw through their struggle. He lightly ground the sole of his shoe against the top of the Effeminate Man's head, his tone carrying a hint of boredom:

"What? Struggling between continuing to endure or turning against me now?"

"Rest assured, I don't care which one you choose."

"I'm just getting a bit impatient from waiting."

Arrogant!

Presumptuous!

Utter, undisguised arrogance!

The meaning behind those words couldn't be clearer: your schemes, your endurance, and the reinforcements you're waiting for are nothing more than boring tricks to stall for time in my eyes!

He didn't care about these so-called local tyrants of the Land of Beginning at all!

"You—!" The Effeminate Man could no longer hold back. The other party's attitude of treating them like ants caused his rationality to collapse.

"I'll kill you!!"

However, he discovered to his horror that he couldn't even stand up, let alone make the foot on top of his head budge an inch!

"No, impossible!" Refusing to believe it, the Effeminate Man tried again, the veins on his neck bulging as he mobilized his entire body's strength!

*Creak...*

The sound of joints grinding came from his neck and spine.

Despite exhausting all his strength, he only managed to lift his head by less than a centimeter!

Qi Yun looked down at the head beneath his foot—purple-red from exertion and trembling wildly yet unable to break free—and let out a soft chuckle:

"I didn't give you permission to raise your head."

The moment those words fell, his right foot resting on the Effeminate Man's head sank down slightly.

*Thud!*

A dull sound echoed.

The Effeminate Man's head, which had just been raised slightly and was filled with defiance and madness, was slammed back into the sand with even greater speed and heavier force!

He let out a pained groan as the strength in his entire body instantly dissipated, leaving behind only fear and despair.

The opponent hadn't even used any skills; he had simply increased his pressure slightly and completely crushed all his resistance!

"Don't be too arrogant."

With his face buried in the sand, the Effeminate Man's voice was muffled:

"The true strength of the Land of Beginning Tribes is beyond what you newcomers can imagine! Even if we are just on the periphery, we aren't someone you can mess with! Once the Clan Leaders arrive..."

"Oh?" Qi Yun seemed to hear something interesting. He turned slightly, looking at the equally stiff and trembling One-eyed Woman beneath him, then stepped on the Effeminate Man's head again, his tone filled with genuine curiosity:

"Then who is the one serving as a chair beneath me right now?"

"And whose head is being stepped on by me?"

Effeminate Man: "..."

All his words were stuck in his throat.

Facts speak louder than words; any language was pale and powerless before such a naked reality.

Qi Yun no longer paid attention to their impotent rage.

His heart was calm and rippleless.

Since he had arrived at the Land of Beginning, he would have to clear out these tumors entrenched at the entrance sooner or later.

Instead of waiting for them to scatter and hide, it was better to stay here and wait for them to deliver their elites to his doorstep, wiping them all out at once while establishing his authority.

Just then—

*Flap, flap, flap—!*

From deep within the distant jungle, a large number of birds suddenly let out panicked cries and took flight!

Countless dark shadows rose into the sky, breaking the silence of the jungle.

The smile at the corners of Qi Yun's mouth deepened. He looked up toward the direction of the commotion:

"It seems the people coming to pick you up..."

"Have finally arrived."

Hearing this, a surge of wild joy and anticipation rose in the hearts of the One-eyed Woman and the Effeminate Man!

They're here! And judging by the noise, there are definitely a lot of them! This demon and his Tribe are dead meat!

Soon, heavy and dense footsteps approached from the edge of the jungle.

Following that, a dense crowd of people surged out from the forest like a tide.

At a rough glance, there were nearly two hundred people! Moreover, their auras were clearly more seasoned, and their equipment was more uniform and sophisticated. They were obviously the true core combat forces of the three Tribes.

The leaders were three individuals—two men and one woman. Their temperaments were vastly different, but they all radiated powerful auras that far surpassed the One-eyed Woman and the Effeminate Man.

On the left was a woman with a hot, tall figure and long, wine-red wavy hair. Her features were exquisite; she was the true leader of the One-eyed Woman's Tribe, Jian Xue.

On the right was an elegant young man wearing a white suit and gold-rimmed glasses who looked refined and scholarly, Zhao Ming.

In the center was a man over two meters tall with a shiny bald head, Brother Cheng. He was shirtless, with a ferocious, blood-dripping wolf head tattooed on his chest. His subordinates behind him were also, without exception, bald.

The appearance of these three brought a powerful sense of oppression.

The members of the three Tribes kneeling on the beach now felt as if they had found their backbone.

"Clan Leader!"

"You've finally come!"

"This newcomer is too arrogant; you absolutely cannot let them go."

Shouts rang out.

Except for the One-eyed Woman and the Effeminate Man, who were still being sat on and stepped on by Qi Yun and couldn't move at all, almost all the other kneeling subordinates stood up and quickly gathered toward their respective leaders.

Brother Cheng's eyes swept across the field. When he didn't see his capable general, the Bald Man, his brow furrowed:

"Where's Baldy?!"

Hearing Brother Cheng's voice, the Effeminate Man shrieked, "Brother Cheng! Baldy is over there in the sand pit! It looks like he's done for!"

Brother Cheng looked in the direction the Effeminate Man indicated and indeed saw that familiar figure in the sand pit, charred all over and with his life status unknown.

His gaze darkened instantly, and the wolf head tattoo on his chest seemed to come alive.

He slowly turned his head, his gaze locking onto Qi Yun, who was sitting leisurely on the One-eyed Woman:

"You did this?"

Before Qi Yun could answer, Chen Xiaolin already had her hands on her hips and spoke first, her tone even more arrogant than Brother Cheng's:

"I did it! What about it? Do you want to lie down there too and keep your bald brother company?"

"My footwork is pretty good; I guarantee I'll kick a symmetrical pit for you!"

Arrogant! Even more arrogant than Brother Cheng!

The newcomers kneeling in the distance felt their scalps go numb, inwardly shouting "Holy shit, that's badass!" To kill a subordinate in front of their boss and then ask the boss if he wants to lie down with him?

Did this little girl grow up eating gunpowder?

However, to everyone's surprise, Brother Cheng didn't immediately fly into a rage upon hearing Chen Xiaolin's words. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and carefully sized her up.

"My subordinate's lack of strength is his own problem. If he's dead, then he's dead."

"However, he was my man after all and had followed me for many years. Now that he's dead, I need to provide an explanation."

Brother Cheng spoke slowly, his voice devoid of much emotion.

He changed the subject and actually said to Chen Xiaolin:

"Little sister, your strength is decent. Why don't you join my Tribe and take Baldy's place? I, Brother Cheng, have always valued strength above all else. If you're strong enough, you'll be the Second Leader when you come. Resources, power—take your pick. How about it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the "newcomers" were stunned.

This Brother Cheng looked like a brute, but his mind was not simple.

Instead of seeking revenge immediately after a subordinate's death, he tried to recruit the killer? Realistic enough, and ruthless enough.