The dust and smoke filled the sky, but Ma San had already rushed out, holding a cold iron hook in his hand that sent chills down people's spines.
The events that happened here quickly alarmed the people of Divine Sword Manor.
They didn't expect that someone would dare to come and slap their face at this critical moment.
By the time the people from Divine Sword Manor arrived, the ambush was already nearing its end.
Ma San used the iron hook to drag a few people, who had been blown to bits by attack talisman paper, down like they were dead pigs.
On the road coming down from the mountainside, a path was strewn with corpses, bloodstains, and some fragments of flesh dragged and scraped off.
Those few who could no longer be recognized, their chests were still faintly heaving, but they had truly suffered enough.
This caused the people from Divine Sword Manor who had come to pale slightly; killing without a care, this method was entirely about venting anger.
