The instant Su Yu produced the Thunder Talisman, Feng Han disappeared from the high platform, ducking into a house in a flash.
He poked his head out of a window, observing furtively as his thoughts churned.
'Damn it, he really still has that Thunder Talisman.'
'That kid actually dared to come right up to the stronghold. Looks like that Thunder Talisman really works. With an ace like that up his sleeve, it's no wonder he's so audacious!'
'But would he really be willing to use that Thunder Talisman?'
'If I were him, I'd save a trump card like that for a life-or-death situation!'
'But that Thunder Talisman is just too powerful. I don't dare gamble my life on it.'
'Now he's killed my Third Brother, and Second Brother still hasn't returned... looks like he met a grim end too.'
'The men in the stronghold are enough for defense, but if we go out to surround him, we'd be no match for him.'
'Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!'
