Thus, Yan Yuchu had never intended to let them off so easily, and with a flourish of motion, he moved to deliver another sword strike. City Lord Yan's infamous ruthlessness was not unfounded, as he never left loose ends.
"Enough, spare them a dog's life," Mu Hanyan called out to Yan Yuchu. Faced with those deserving of death, she would show not even a hint of mercy, but under normal circumstances, she preferred not to kill indiscriminately, believing a lesson was sufficient.
"Courting death!" Yan Yuchu soared into the air and pivoted, sword in hand, to stand beside Mu Hanyan. He glanced at those men with contempt. Dealing with such small fry didn't require Mu Hanyan's personal intervention. Although they were supposed to be allies, Yan Yuchu had unwittingly begun to show signs of being a lackey.
"You dare to harm the Mo Family's people? Do you know who my father is?" The young man had not expected Yan Yuchu's attack to be so vicious, and his face slightly paled.
