Lu Ze's eyes were a bit flustered. He turned his head to look at the middle-aged man beside him: "This... will it really work as you said before?"
"Absolutely." The middle-aged man replied, a vague smile on his face as he carefully hid the ruthlessness in his eyes.
"Fine! Once the bow is drawn, there is no turning back. We'll do as you say!" Lu Ze gritted his teeth, steeled himself, and shouted down the city, "Brothers, you forced my hand in all this, you wanted to make things this extreme, don't blame me then!"
The middle-aged man behind him clapped his hands, and the few subordinates next to him immediately took out flints from their bosoms, blew them into flames, and tossed them into the large incense burners in front.
The contents in the incense burners were ignited instantly, releasing wisps of bluish smoke.
