The short gun clanged as it hit the ground, sending shivers through the remaining robbers.
"Eight left."
Recalling the High-Carbon Steel Short Sword, Old Ying Xu did not even glance at the corpse that had slid down the cliff, but said to the few remaining, "So, how about it? Anyone else feels they haven't unjustly killed the innocent and wants to come out and talk? If not, I'm going to make a move."
...
Half a day had passed since returning from South Mountain Stream to Danmu Town, but Kaba's heart was still not at peace.
Coming to his senses, he still couldn't accept the transformation of Brother Old Ying from the holy lands.
Anyone who can read has heard the stories of the saints wiping out the Demon Race, so in Kaba's mind, the descendants of the saints are naturally noble and sacred, possibly...
What shattered his longstanding perception was Old Ying Xu's antics more ludicrous than a scavenger's after annihilating the Overturning Sky Thieves.
