Zuo Feng thought he was going to die, that he would never get his revenge in this life.
He would die filled with resentment and regret, unwilling to accept his fate.
But in that split second between life and death, he saw a youth appear, looking like a Celestial God.
With just a gentle pull of his hand, he had snatched him back from the clutches of death.
Then, Zuo Feng tilted his head back to look at the youth's profile.
Amid the swirling dust and surrounding bandits, he stood tall and proud, his Killing Intent chilling.
There were more than twenty Fierce Bandits, most of them at the Minor Grandmaster or Grandmaster Realm. Only one leader had reached the Foundation Establishment Early Stage.
A single, sweeping glance from Jiang Jichen's eyes, brimming with Killing Intent, was all it took to assess the situation.
