"What gift?" the man who had just spoken demanded harshly. The scar on his face twisted, making him look particularly ferocious.
Lin Xiao glanced at him and said indifferently, "I think you're better off not knowing."
The man was stunned for a moment before letting out a disdainful snort.
"Kid, I don't mind telling you, my name is Li Wensheng, and I'm the chief of the King of Jinling's personal guard. Since you're here to give our King of Jinling a gift, let me offer you some friendly advice: when you're at the King of Jinling's estate, you follow his rules. If you don't come clean about your gift today, then get the hell out of here. Otherwise, fists and feet have no eyes. You wouldn't want to carelessly get yourself killed!"
Lin Xiao just sneered. Without another word, he dragged Ma Datong's corpse from the cart and tossed it on the ground in front of Li Wensheng and his men.
