Ma Lu looked at everything in front of him in astonishment and spoke incredulously, "Guard Cheng Wu, what does this mean?"
Cheng Wu ignored Ma Lu and looked at Meng Yunzheng and Shu Yu, "I advise you to surrender peacefully; don't make any unnecessary moves. Otherwise, you'll have to taste the sensation of being pierced by a thousand arrows."
His gaze skipped past Xia Yan, who had drawn his sword, and Ying Xi, who held a whip, his lips curled in a smile, and his tone was threatening.
Shu Yu and his group were not surprised by this. Compared to Ma Lu's shock, their expressions were momentarily startled, but quickly resumed calmness.
Cheng Wu raised an eyebrow, not surprised these two, who had heavily damaged the black market, were so composed.
Meng Yunzheng glanced around the vast courtyard and chuckled, "Isn't it overkill for so many people to deal with just a few of us?"
