In the violent jostling and intense oppression, Mr. Scar felt himself being transported to a certain place.
After what felt like an eternity, with a "bang", he was thrown onto the cold cement ground, his bones nearly shattering.
Then, someone came up and yanked the sack off Mr. Scar's head. He shook his head fiercely, only to find himself at a demolition site. There was no light, just the moonlight filtering from the sky, allowing him to see the faces of two people in front of him.
Jiang Feng, Zhu Ge Yuheng!
Upon seeing these two, Mr. Scar felt his soul leave his body, and the last bit of hope in his heart extinguished. He never expected to fall into their hands in the end!
"What do you want?" Mr. Scar asked sternly with false bravado, but his heart was more tense than ever. The winner is king, the loser an outlaw; he already sensed his impending fate.
