Fairy, shut up! I'm really not blondie.

The empty space even produced crackling sounds.

next moment.

Tuhana disappeared from the spot.

"boom!"

Countless grains of dust rose up.

The ground shook violently.

Zaina, who was standing closer, almost lost her balance.

Not to mention the teenagers who faced the attack head-on.

"How is it?"

Has a winner been decided?

"have a look!"

As the dust settled.

What I saw before my eyes.

It left everyone stunned.

The boy remained standing in the same spot.

Even the posture didn't change.

Tuhana's fist stopped about a hand's width away from the boy.

His muscles bulged all over his body, and his face flushed red.

It's obvious that they used all their strength.

however.

No matter how hard he tried.

But none of them could get any closer to the boy!

"Ok?"

Su Qing lowered her eyes.

He glanced disdainfully at the burly man in front of him, whose face was flushed red and whose expression was full of disbelief.

"Is this the strength of the so-called number one warrior?"

"That's it?"

He took a step forward.

Instantly.

Tuhana felt as if an entire mountain was pressing down on him.

There was no time to put up any resistance.

"boom!"

This first warrior, who seemed to possess the strength to "uproot mountains and overwhelm the world," knelt down directly in front of the boy!

There was absolutely no way to resist!

Su Qing said calmly.

"how."

"You went back on your word?"

Tuhana's face flushed red and then turned pale.

Despite being watched by countless eyes.

But this so-called number one warrior finally made up his mind.

"I, Tuhana, have lost the duel, but I will keep my promise!"

Done.

He slapped himself ten times.

And they didn't hold back at all.

After it ended.

His entire face was swollen to more than twice its previous size.

In a short time.

He even has a bit of a speech impediment.

But she couldn't help but speak, mumbling incoherently.

"You, you really are, the Divine Envoy?"

Su Qing ignored him.

Instead, he spoke to Zaina, who was standing to the side, stunned.

"It's up to you."

"Do as I just instructed."

"Ah, yes!"

Zaina did as she was told.

The boy's tone carried an air of authority befitting someone in a superior position.

It makes it impossible for people to even think of resisting.

And now.

The many tribal people in front of them were still in a daze.

Their first warrior.

They were defeated so easily?

That.

Doesn't that mean...?

Could this seemingly frail young man really be the divine messenger?

however.

Before anyone could speak.

Su Qing turned around and walked straight to her room.

He left behind only one sentence.

"I will remain in seclusion until tomorrow morning."

"During this period."

"You can handle everything yourselves."

what?

The tribal residents looked at each other in bewilderment.

For a moment, everyone felt somewhat lost.

Since you are a divine messenger.

Shouldn't they be given divine guidance and instruction at this time?

Why did you go back to seclusion so soon?

After a while.

Su Qing had already returned to her room.

Ruolian blinked as she witnessed what had just happened.

He asked curiously.

"Young Master."

"Isn't this a great opportunity to win people's hearts and minds?"

Why did you come back?

The boy stretched.

He said it in a very serious tone.

"tired."

"Don't you think your young master needs to rest too?"

"As a butler, how can you not think about your young master? What are your intentions?"

Ruolian: "..."

Is the young master alright?

That little bit of fighting just now?

So you're going to let the young master get tired?

You're kidding me!

Yes.

The people of this tribe possessed terrifying physical strength.

That first warrior just now certainly lived up to his reputation for bravery.

only.

They seem to lack the correct methods of cultivation.

Despite having excellent innate conditions.

However, they did not perform at their best.

That first warrior from before, now he's in a world outside the secret realm.

They are no problem matching some of the most outstanding talents in the world.

however--

In front of his own young master.

It's clearly not good enough.

According to Ruolian's observation.

This amount of exercise is minimal.

It's not even as much effort as the young master puts in when he bullies others.

But the boy spoke as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Using a tone that leaves no room for argument.

This is infuriating!

The boy seemed completely unaware of how outrageous his words were.

I gave a shallow yawn.

He lay down immediately.

Ruolian: "...Young Master?"

Not really.

Does this mean I really need to rest?

"if not."