The crowd collectively gasped.
"Being ugly isn't your fault, but going around grossing people out? That's entirely on you," Daniel said coldly, fixing Elijah with an icy stare. "Don't you have any sense of decency?"
Daniel took a step forward and slapped Elijah across the face. Elijah was left completely stunned, and his body was still unable to process what had just happened.
But Daniel didn't stop there. A series of slaps fell on Elijah's face like raindrops. If slapping someone could be considered an art, Daniel had surely mastered it at that moment.
"Stop!"
"How dare you!"
Two furious voices rang out, immediately followed by two bursts of force rushing toward Daniel.
However, Daniel ignored them entirely. He delivered a final slap that sent Elijah flying, and Elijah twitched twice on the ground before falling completely still.
Without missing a beat, Daniel flickered his fingers and effortlessly neutralized the incoming attacks. He then turned to face the two elderly men with a calm expression.
Isaac's mouth hung slightly open, and his pupils narrowed. He had anticipated Elijah would come to a grim end, but he hadn't imagined Daniel would go as far as to kill him.
"Well, you've got quite the nerve! How dare you cause trouble here?"
"Indeed! Killing someone in public… Are you openly challenging the Immortal Syndicate?"
The two elders glared at Daniel, and their expressions darkened.
"You two old men talk so loudly. But I'm curious, can you really speak on behalf of the Immortal Syndicate?" Daniel scoffed.
"You've got quite the sharp tongue, young man. Since no one in your family taught you proper manners, I'll do it myself today!" one of the elders shouted in fury as he raised his hand.
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