Chapter 405: with translation of chapter title

Brothers, attack!

Seeing Gu Han's face show a contemptuous smile, that man instantly flew into a rage,

Give this fellow a good thrashing, let him know who's the boss in the Fate Temple!

As his words fell, he let out a pig‑slaughtering wail.

Er, ah!!!

The beggar's face flushed pig‑red, and Gu Han twisted his wrist a full 180 degrees!

Meanwhile, the other beggars had already brandished their sticks and charged forward.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In quick succession, those beggars were almost simultaneously kicked flying by Gu Han.

One by one, the beggars screamed as they piled together, emitting heart‑rending wails.

Seeing this, the surrounding worshippers all stepped back a few paces, keeping distance from Gu Han.

They never expected Gu Han's strike to be so vicious—he injured over a dozen beggars at the slightest provocation!

But as long as these beggars aren't dead, they still have a foothold near the Fate Temple!

They certainly don't want to earn the beggars' grudge!

This is only a portion of the beggars; around the Fate Temple there are actually hundreds of them.

That is one reason they dare not provoke the beggars.

After injuring those beggars, Gu Han grabbed the one kneeling on the ground and hauled him up.

But soon he raised his eyebrows.

This fellow is so inexperienced, did he get scared enough to wet his pants?

That beggar man's legs were trembling, he dared not meet Gu Han's gaze.

This fellow's strike was too fast; in an instant he defeated over a dozen of his companions!

Such a person is rare even within their organization!

"I'll give you a chance to live."

Gu Han said calmly,

"Take me to your headquarters."

That beggar man dared not resist; he wanted to lead Gu Han, but his legs shook like a sieve, making walking nearly impossible!

Gu Han could only have the beggar show the way, while he hauled him toward the beggars' headquarters.

As for those worshippers who had come to make wishes to the God of Ages,

Even glancing at them made Gu Han feel his eyes were sullied.

Soon, Gu Han brought the beggar to their camp.

The beggars' camp was not too surprising to Gu Han.

Although it doesn't match the Golden Palace's grandeur, compared to the main hall of the Fate Palace it's still not far behind!

"Indeed, no matter which world, organized beggars are far richer than ordinary folk!"

Gu Han recalled the stories of begging‑to‑riches from his past life and couldn't help sighing.

He saw the other beggars wearing rags outside, but once they entered this area they changed into fine garments.

Their attire was even more elaborate than that of the people he had previously met around the Fate Temple.

Gu Han sensed these people's strength, and after confirming they posed no threat to him,

he chose to charge straight in!

Boom!

Gu Han wielded the Dawn Dragon Roar Spear and fought his way into the beggars' headquarters.

These people are beggars on the outside, but inside they are fellows of refined wealth.

Drag them all out and slaughter them—none would be wrongly killing a good person!

Seeing Gu Han kill dozens of beggars at the slightest disagreement, the beggar man he had been holding urinated again.

Good heavens, they were just teasing a woman as usual—how did they provoke such a plague god?

"Someone's causing trouble!"

As the shout rang out, the speaker felt his vision blur.

Then a chilling sensation pierced his chest.

In just a dozen breaths, Gu Han had cut down all the weapon‑wielding beggars trying to block him.

At the beggars' headquarters, he finally encountered a worthy opponent.

"Friend, we have no past grudge, no recent enmity—why must you be our enemy?"

To Gu Han's surprise, the beggar leader turned out to be a dignified middle‑aged man.

The middle‑aged man's speech was extraordinarily refined, if this weren't the beggars' headquarters.

Gu Han would certainly not associate him with beggars.

"I have no time to beat around the bush with you."

In Gu Han's hand, the tip of the Dawn Dragon Roar Spear was aimed at the middle‑aged man,

"Black Tide, you brought in the Fate Chong Yuan, didn't you?"

"What Black Tide?"

The middle‑aged man furrowed his brows,

"Sir, I don't understand what you mean by Black Tide."

Although the middle‑aged man flatly denied it, Gu Han keenly noticed a fleeting wary look in his eyes.

His strength far surpassed that of his opponent, so he naturally wouldn't be fooled by the enemy's disguise.

Tch!

The Dawn Dragon Roar Spear thrust forward several inches, directly piercing the middle-aged man's arm.

The man grunted softly, never expecting Gu Han to actually choose to strike directly.

He clutched his wound tightly with his hand, the fresh blood seeping out looking exceptionally gruesome.

He stared at Gu Han with icy eyes,

"Friend, are you acting a bit too recklessly?"

"I admit I'm not your match, but we're still near the Temple of Fate—aren't you afraid the God of Time will blame you?"

Gu Han seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and immediately burst out laughing,

"You even know this place isn't far from the Temple of Fate? Your bullying of men and women—if the God of Time really showed his power, the first person he'd strike down would be you!"

The middle-aged man's face turned ugly, and he heard Gu Han continue,

"My patience is limited; I'll ask one last time."

"Where is the core of the Black Tide?"

The middle-aged man's expression changed drastically, he fiercely glared at the beggar not far behind Gu Han, reeking of urine,

"Can't this fellow control the thing in his pants?"

"If it weren't for this fellow giving himself away, we would have surely succeeded this time!"

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, a strange smile curling at the corner of his mouth,

"Everything, offered to the King of Creation!"

Gu Han's eyes turned cold, he thrust his spear forward!

"I've already given this fellow a chance; since he doesn't cherish it, let him die!"

However, at the moment Gu Han thrust his spear, that person's body suddenly vaporized!

Only a set of fine clothing floated down to the ground!

"Hehe, you think you can keep me?"

A strange laugh echoed in the room, full of mockery.

"After today, it will be the death day of all of you!"

This voice gradually became faint, as if drifting away.

Gu Han snorted coldly, "Is this fellow getting too pleased with himself too early?"

That aura drifted outward, and soon a miserable cry rang out.

"Ah, why is there an air wall here?"

He stared in disbelief at the empty space ahead, he actually bumped into a "big bump" here!

"Let's explore the front area another time."

The air turned into a huge hand, grasping the vaporized middle-aged man directly into its palm.

Then, it brought him before Gu Han.