"Cough...that's not the point. The family's historical issues can wait for later," Su Qinghong coughed lightly. "This guy's dead here just like that; won't there be three hundred ambushers outside ready to start a war with us?"
"Sister Hong, that doesn't seem to be a concern," Kashan said weakly, "All those outside, D Tier and above, have already died silently."
"What?" Su Qinghong's eyes widened instantly, "All dead? You're joking, right? Who on this wasteland has the ability to kill people silently from such a close range? And all the Transcendents and Superpowers in this gathering place?"
"Seems like the Mind Frog has always been probing your belly."
Lu Wenwu deliberately lowered his voice, staring intently at a particular direction in the room, adjusting imaginary glasses on his nose, and a sinister smile appeared on his face.
As he finished speaking, the surging Qi Blood coursed through him, causing his already muscular frame to swell even further.
