As soon as Li Huowang drew his sword, a dense murderous aura flooded the entire Juyi Hall, making everyone present feel as though they stood at the heart of a bloody battlefield.
The clatter of blades rang endlessly, as bandits armed with all manner of weapons from all directions struggled forward against the crushing aura.
But some among them couldn't hold out. Growing fear deepened in their eyes.
When the sword was sheathed again, the chaos around them quelled instantly.
The laughter of the bandit chiefs vanished. The three men who had been eating and drinking lifted their chins, motionless, all staring at Li Huowang.
In that heavy, tense atmosphere, the balding man at the head of the table picked up a deep-fried peanut and popped it into his mouth.
A wide-faced bandit with a beaming smile immediately slipped out from the side to mediate.
