In the empty courtyard, screams filled the air.
Young Master Wang, with his upper body bare and covered in blood, lay sprawled on the ground, every bone in his body crushed by Jiang Shi.
Jiang Shi stood nearby with a smile, waiting patiently.
Moments later, heavy footsteps echoed from behind.
Jiang Shi turned to look, his eyes glinting, as the towering, robust figure of Venerable Black Tortoise approached, holding a blood-soaked head in his right hand, the eyes wide open, unblinking in death.
It seemed as though he had twisted it right off the opponent's neck.
It was Zhu Qingqing indeed.
Thud!
Upon arrival, he tossed Zhu Qingqing's head forward, landing right before Young Master Wang.
"Saint Son, this wicked creature has been personally executed by me!"
Venerable Black Tortoise spoke in a deep tone, his eyelids slightly lowered.
