Chapter 3082 Revenge

"Most importantly, they've destroyed more than forty bottles of the Sword-reading Liquid."

As Gant said this, his distress showed all over his face.

One bottle of the Sword-reading Liquid was worth 15, 000 divine crystals. Over 40 bottles could be sold more than 600, 000 divine crystals. This was a loss that was hard to swallow.

But Zen cared little about the Sword-reading Liquid.

As long as he could acquire the Heavenly Pure Liquid, he could make as much Sword-reading Liquid as he wanted.

What bothered him was that Beldene and Faegan were beaten black and blue. He had to do something about this.

"Who is this Fergus?" Zen asked coldly, filled with rage.

Just as Gant was about to answer, another voice chimed in, "He's an Alliance Chief in the Dragon City."

It came from Monica.

She rushed over as fast as she could when she heard about the accident.

She swept through Beldene and Faegan with her spiritual sense while she answered Zen. When she found the two of them were not seriously injured, she breathed a huge sigh of relief.

"An Alliance Chief?" An icy look flashed through Zen's eyes.

"Zen, just forget about it. He comes from a powerful lineage. It would be better to not provoke him," suggested Monica.

If Fergus was only an ordinary Alliance Chief, Monica wouldn't stop Zen, but that was not the case.

Although those supporting Zen did not reveal all their strength, Monica knew that very few in the Dragon City could challenge Zen.

Fergus was an Alliance Chief but he was not able to make the Sword-reading Liquid.

He was just a glorified salesman, bringing it down from the Oneness Sky Palace to sell for its maker.

Who was this from above capable of making the Sword-reading Liquid? Someone who was capable of Instant Enlightenment.

Such a person would have a region under their control, a bright future ahead of them, be a true powerhouse. It would be unwise to offend them.

"I don't care," Zen sneered. He looked at Gant and asked, "Where do they sell the Sword-reading Liquid? Take me there. Now."

All the Sword-reading Liquid was transported from the market to outside the Sword Wall. This was also Fergus' mode of business.

"Flag Master, are you really going to..." Gant stammered nervously, trying to stop Zen.

"Take me there!" Zen ordered in a tone that allowed no response.

Now that he was a Fla

ood the danger they faced.

Why had they come? Were they here to beg for mercy?

"Hey, you..." Zen had already made his move as soon as the Flag Master opened his mouth. He didn't even have time to finish his words.

Rumble! Crash!

Under the impact of the immense force, the shop which once covered an area of twenty to thirty feet collapsed from left to right with a monstrous bang, and turned into nothing more than a heap of debris.

Everything inside was expensive, including over a hundred bottles of Sword-reading Liquid. The Sword-reading Liquid was worth many, many divine crystals.

Fergus did not have the ability to make the Sword-reading Liquid as Zen did. He would have to pay for all those bottles.

He had just lost over a million divine crystals with his shop's collapse.

The face of the Flag Master standing in the ruins turned pale. He hadn't been prepared for Zen to actually take action, believing that Zen did not possess the strength to do it.

Even now, he was still more afraid of how Fergus would react than of Zen.

"You bastard, don't blame me for what happens next!" The Flag Master gritted his teeth and grimaced as if he was going to eat Zen alive.

Zen ignored him and turned back to ask, "Did he beat you today?"

Kenelm nodded in confirmation.

Zen turned around, with the Snow Sword in hand. At the same time, in a terrifying tone he said, "Today, you have only done one thing right. And it's a cause for celebration."

With that, the Snow Sword shone, and the icy white gleam spread, like thousands of snowflakes engulfing the world.