Gao Xuan arrived at the top of the elevator first, and as the security guards nervously opened the elevator door, he drew his sword and headed straight in.
The cold sword light flashed forward with twists and turns, and by the time the sword light was retracted, there was already a ground full of corpses in the corridor.
Gao Xuan didn't even look at these people. He slashed open the office door and strode in.
The middle-aged man sitting behind the luxurious desk looked at Gao Xuan with a face full of fear and said in a trembling voice, "Whatever you want, just say it. I will definitely satisfy you."
"I just want your life."
As Gao Xuan spoke, he swung his sword, slicing the middle-aged man and the desk into two halves.
After the middle-aged man died, his body gradually turned into a mass of black gas and finally condensed into a black fragment in the air.
It looked like an irregular piece of black glass shard.
