Upon seeing this, Chen Tang's face darkened immediately. With a cold snort, he flipped his hand to draw out the Xingyuan Warblade and walked forward with a grim expression...
"Oh? Where did this brother get such a fine warblade?"
Hearing sounds coming from behind, a male inmate standing at the back of the group turned his head to look.
He was momentarily stunned upon seeing Chen Tang, then grinned and said, "Come, come, just in time. These women are quite something; it would be more convenient with the warblade in your hand. Why not lend it to us for a bit?"
"Hehe, we should hurry and take them down, then deal with them on the spot. Enjoy ourselves a bit before charging out..."
"Hahaha..."
Several dozen male inmates in the front who were attacking fiercely agreed in laughter, spouting filthy language unfit to hear.
