Even though the West City Gate is very close to the tavern, surprisingly, no one cares about the commotion happening there.
At this moment, the tavern guests have all risen and gathered in groups, encircling Xiao Wanfeng and the three from the Cheng family.
It was like forming a competition platform.
"Attack!"
After much consideration, Cheng Xie still issued the command.
No one was willing to be the first to stand out, fearing the might of Xuan Cang's edge; Cheng Xie wasn't afraid.
This godhood sword was on Xiao Wanfeng, and no one dared to take it.
When later it falls into Cheng Xie's hands, would these cowards then dare to take it?
If they dare then, can they still dare when Cheng Xie calls out a demi-saint?
As the Eighth Sword Deity said: "Whatever fears me, retreats three miles away, whatever desires to battle me, accompanies in all respects."
