"Ugh..."
Master Xuanqing let out a strangled whimper. He looked down at the Weapons piercing his body and began to tremble violently.
All the Weapons had been aimed at his vitals. One had even pierced straight through his throat.
Blood flowed down the blades of the Weapons and pooled on the ground.
A chill spread through Master Xuanqing's body, the result of massive blood loss.
But Master Xuanqing's gaze remained fixed on Shen Bai, the venom in his eyes growing ever stronger.
"It was you... It was you..."
Master Xuanqing gurgled, pointing a trembling finger at Shen Bai.
But no one was paying attention to him. The Jianghu People were already seeing red, infuriated by his earlier arrogance.
Qin Shuang looked from Master Xuanqing's gruesome state to Shen Bai standing in the crowd, her eyes wide with shock.
She suddenly realized this man before her was full of more and more surprises.
His "borrowing a knife to kill a man" gambit today had been played to utter perfection.
