By Xu Ke's hand, only one chopstick remained from what was once a neat pair.
It was Xu Ke's doing.
But no one saw how he had made his move.
Huang Zhenyang's breath came in ragged gasps, his soul nearly leaving his body. In that moment, he could even smell the scent of death.
As for Huang Sheng, his face betrayed no joy or sorrow, but the slight adjustment in his posture revealed the unrest within him.
He was already speculating that Xu Ke had orchestrated the counter-kidnapping of Huang Qi and Ye Chen yesterday. Now, it seems…
With Xu Ke's powerful cultivation, it became increasingly certain that last night's events had been a setup of his own design.
Chen Xiong's expression, meanwhile, grew solemn. He realized he had underestimated Xu Ke.
That skill with Hidden Weapons alone couldn't have been mastered in a day or two.
Although Chen Xiong couldn't discern Xu Ke's technique, he could still sense his True Qi…
