"Clang! Clang! Clang!!"
Mu Jinyu swung his fist, exploding with fist strength, surging blood energy, instantly shattering the dozen or so poisoned darts into fragments!
"Not bad!"
"Clap, clap!"
As Mu Jinyu successfully fended off this wave of attacks, before he could retaliate in anger, a clear male voice sounded, followed by a light and steady applause.
Then, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a young man dressed in luxurious clothing stepped out of the carriage, looking at Mu Jinyu with appreciation, lightly clapping his hands.
"Why did you attack me?"
Mu Jinyu asked coldly.
He felt quite baffled; he was just asking them a question, was there a need to attack so silently?
If it had been someone else, they might have really died from those poisoned darts just now.
