And that smiling face, no matter how you look at it, was just begging to be punched.
He cupped his fists in greeting and asked, "Friend, may I ask what road you walk?"
"What road?" Lin Tang blinked. "I first came down Chenghua Avenue, then crossed the Second Immortals Bridge, and then..."
Before he could finish, Sixth Lord Feng barked out an order.
"He's here to make trouble! Hack him to death!"
"Yes, sir!"
His subordinates drew their blades in unison, their movements sharp and fierce. All of them were skilled martial artists who trusted cold weapons far more than guns.
The guides all sneered. They really thought Sixth Lord Feng was easy to fool? This bastard is as good as dead!
Facing the storm of blades coming at him from all directions, Lin Tang's smile vanished. "I was clearly planning to reason with you all. Why must you force my hand?"
