You Mingdao kept calling out for mercy, again and again.
After all, when he first arrived at the Li family, they kept showing off and relying on Victor Zhou to back them up against Evan Lin. If you really count it, Evan Lin didn't intend to kill many Li family members, but he also didn't want them to live too comfortably.
Lin Yi stood in front of him, his last kick hovering just three centimeters from You Mingdao's face.
Damien Graves nodded: "As a Hong Kong grandmaster, I never cared much about these things before, but if I want to, I can help you make tons of money!"
Damien Graves answered decisively.
Failing twice could be called a mistake.
Evan Lin looked at him, clearly amused.
Damien Graves was actually a clever guy.
Just now, Evan Lin was about to finish him off and end this pointless fight.
But Damien Graves noticed first, so he threw away his dignity and knelt to beg for mercy.
He was terrified that Master Lin from Seacrest might follow up with another strike.
If that happened, he'd probably be unable to withstand it.
"First, I beg you to repair the Reaper Dagger. It's my life-bound artifact, refined over many years. Without it, my power will drop sharply."
"Second, I ask you to accept me as your disciple."
When he mentioned the first request, Lucy Bai and the elder were a bit confused.
"That Reaper Dagger is an artifact Damien Graves spent years refining. It was just destroyed by Master Lin from Seacrest, so why is he asking Master Lin to fix it?"
As soon as he said this, You Han—still too weak to stand—shuddered all over, his eyes wide with disbelief as he stared at You Mingdao.
He wanted to speak, but couldn't make a sound for a moment.
Lucy Bai frowned, her face full of confusion.
But when Damien Graves made his second request, both Lucy Bai and the elder's expressions changed at once.
Damien Graves wants to become a disciple!
The elder muttered to himself, his mind numb.
"How did this guy pull it off?"
After her initial shock, Bai Luoshui glanced at Lin Yi, who stood calmly before You Mingdao, accepting his kneeling submission.
But he wants to become Master Lin from Seacrest's disciple!
And isn't this win a little too easy?
Bai Luoshui felt dazed inside.
Besides, Damien Graves is already over fifty, while Master Lin from Seacrest is at most twenty!
Bai Luoshui knew exactly what kind of person You Mingdao was.
Even though Bai Luoshui was confident she could beat You Mingdao's disciple, You Han, she admitted that if she really fought You Mingdao himself, she'd have no way to deal with him.
Evan Lin looked at Damien Graves and didn't bother asking why he was so sure Evan could repair the Reaper Dagger.
He forced You Mingdao to kneel and beg for mercy, even pledge loyalty from now on—he'd pushed You Mingdao to a dead end.
Bai Luoshui shook her head.
A Reaper Dagger, gleaming with dark light, appeared in Evan Lin's hand.
Seeing the Reaper Dagger, Lucy Bai and the elder were both stunned.
So Bai Luoshui was certain that, somehow, Master Lin from Seacrest had completely sealed off You Mingdao's escape routes.
The two choices before You Mingdao: kneel or die—there was no third option.
"Your Reaper Dagger and your spell-arts are from the same origin—just minor tricks."
Evan Lin handed the Reaper Dagger back. Damien Graves's face lit up with joy as he carefully took it: "Thank you, Master!"
Lin Yi looked at You Mingdao.
He'd already made up his mind to take over everything the Li family owned in Hong Kong.
"Call me Young Lord, not Master."
"I'm not interested in taking a disciple with trash-tier talent and weak strength like you."
Giving you back the Reaper Dagger is so you can stay in Hong Kong and behave. As for becoming my disciple, stop dreaming.
Even with your so-called Hong Kong grandmaster status, you're still not qualified to be my apprentice.
But if you bust your ass and behave, maybe I'll throw you a couple spell tricks.
Evan Lin spoke in a laid-back tone.
Hearing this, Lucy Bai's face was numb.
To shamelessly claim that even Hong Kong grandmasters aren't qualified to be his disciple—seriously, only this guy could pull something like that.
What Lucy Bai couldn't accept was that Damien Graves looked genuinely happy, grinning like a kid.
He could bend or stand tall as needed.
A strange anger welled up in Lucy Bai's heart.
Her master, Grandmaster Phoenix Bai, was also a Hong Kong grandmaster!
With this status, didn't it mean that Hong Kong grandmasters were all inferior to Master Lin from Seacrest?
When he mentioned the first request, Bai Luoshui and the elder were a bit confused.
"That Death Tu is an artifact You Mingdao spent years refining. It was just destroyed by Master Lin from Seacrest, so why is he asking Master Lin to fix it?"
Destroying something is much easier than creating it.
The elder spoke quietly.
Bai Luoshui frowned, her face full of confusion.
But when You Mingdao made his second request, both Bai Luoshui and the elder's expressions changed at once.
You Mingdao wants to become a disciple!
A Hong Kong grandmaster admitting defeat and begging for mercy is understandable.
After all, no matter how formidable You Mingdao is, he's still human.
Everyone has a will to survive.
But he wants to become Master Lin from Seacrest's disciple!
This is just unbelievable.
This isn't just about swallowing his pride—he's throwing away his entire status.
Besides, You Mingdao is already over fifty, while Master Lin from Seacrest is at most twenty!
If word got out, it would be a devastating blow to You Mingdao's reputation as a Hong Kong grandmaster.
"Interesting."
Lin Yi looked at You Mingdao and didn't bother asking why he was so sure Lin Yi could repair the Death Tu.
Lin Yi flipped his hand, and black mist slowly gathered in his palm.
Soon enough...
A Death Tu, gleaming with dark light, appeared in Lin Yi's hand.
Seeing the Death Tu, Bai Luoshui and the elder were both stunned.
They were completely frozen in place.
They couldn't begin to comprehend what they were seeing.
"Your Death Tu and your spell-arts are from the same origin—just minor tricks."
Lin Yi handed the Death Tu back. You Mingdao's face lit up with joy as he carefully took it: "Thank you, Master!"
He shouted loudly.
Unexpectedly, Lin Yi shook his head.
"Call me Young Lord, not Master."
"I'm not interested in taking a disciple with poor talent and weak strength like you."
"Giving you back the Death Tu is so you can stay in Hong Kong and behave. As for becoming my disciple, stop dreaming."
"Even with your so-called Hong Kong grandmaster status, you're not qualified to be my disciple."
"But as long as you work hard and behave, I might teach you a few spell arts."
Lin Yi spoke calmly.
Hearing this, Bai Luoshui's face was numb.
To shamelessly claim that even Hong Kong grandmasters aren't qualified to be his disciple—probably only this kid could say such things.
What Bai Luoshui couldn't accept was that You Mingdao looked genuinely happy, grinning like a child.
He really did look like a child!
A strange anger welled up in Bai Luoshui's heart.
Her master, Bai Huang, was also a Hong Kong grandmaster!
With this status, didn't it mean that Hong Kong grandmasters were all inferior to Master Lin from Seacrest?