Shocking the Whole Internet! You Are Not a Psychologist at All!

Chapter 271-272

Chapter 271 Soul-Sucking Bell

At six in the afternoon, the master and disciple finally left.

The two of them had no choice but to leave.

At some point, the surroundings were filled with onlookers.

They watched Master Yuan with great interest as he danced around.

Master Yuan's face was ashen. He walked forward at a speed that did not match his age.

That was too fucking embarrassing!

After living for over a hundred years, he was played like a monkey for the first time.

Even though Chen Yu knew he wanted to enter, he still refused to show his face.

It was obvious that he wanted to embarrass him!

The middle-aged man following behind did not dare to breathe too loudly.

His master was in a fit of anger. At this time, no matter what he said, he would be used as a punching bag.

Over the years, his master had taken in more than ten disciples.

He was the only disciple left alive.

A few minutes later, the master and disciple appeared in a five-star hotel suite.

"Call Wen Xinghui and tell him that something has happened. Tell him to wait patiently for a few more days," said Master Yuan with a murderous aura.

The middle-aged man didn't dare be negligent and walked to the corridor with his phone.

He dialled Wen Xinghui's number and gave him a random excuse.

A moment later, the middle-aged man re-entered the room.

The middle-aged man gasped when he saw the item in his master's hand.

"Master, you want to take away Chen Yu's soul?"

The middle-aged man asked carefully.

"Chen Yu's other abilities aren't that great," Master Yuan said coldly. "But he's quite talented in the array formations."

"I can easily resolve the Illusory Formation he set up."

"Who knew that this person would add other formations to it, all interconnected?"

"Chen Yu wants to fight with me, so I naturally won't let him down."

Speaking of this, Master Yuan's face was full of sarcasm.

"At midnight, hang this Soul-sucking Bell on the main entrance of Chen Yu's shop."

"Then, like this..."

"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly. "Master, with your resourcefulness, the three supreme heads of the mystic sects are not even worth being compared to you."

"Chen Yu will definitely be defeated. He will obediently do whatever you ask him to do, Master."

"Humph!"

A smug expression appeared on Master Yuan's face.

Unhindered in the world for a hundred years, how difficult was it for him to deal with Chen Yu?

A brat, still wet behind the ears, yet he dared to show off his skills in front of an expert?

What a joke.

He would play with him.

It would also make it much easier to let Chen Yu know how formidable he was before taking him in as a disciple.