Luying City fell into a long, deep silence.
People's hearts pounded in their chests, and a ringing filled their ears. For a moment, it seemed as if they had lost all hearing, and even the ability to think.
On Sanming Street, in front of the teahouse, the Silver Armored Martial Artist of the City Patrol Department was still being supported by his subordinates. He had been hunched over, his face deathly pale, until at a certain moment, he suddenly straightened his back and lifted a foot.
One of the subordinates holding him up exclaimed, "Chief!"
The Silver Armored Martial Artist murmured in shock, "Lu Bell, Lu Bell..."
After muttering Lu Bell's name several times, he shouted as if waking from a dream, "Lu Bell! It's Lu Bell, number eighty-three on the Ten Thousand Spirits Celestial Pride List!"
That cry was like a heavy drop of water suddenly splashing into a pan of sizzling oil. In an instant, countless splatters flew up, CRACKLING AND POPPING as they exploded!
