Lu Sihai and the others stared blankly.
They watched, as all of Qian Shanfeng's gang, notorious in the Jianghu, were killed here, not one left behind.
Under Captain Fang's sword, they were nothing more than lambs to the slaughter.
Moments ago, they were arrogance personified, vicious and fierce, yet in an instant, all lay dead. And on Captain Fang, not a drop of blood had touched him.
The heads of the escort and escort masters were stunned, their eyes shook as they watched it all.
Blood flowed slowly on the ground.
With a loud bang.
Fang Che punched a hole.
With a flick of his sleeve, a whoosh, and all the corpses were swept up and thrown in. Then with another flick, the dust covered it again.
The entire process took only a blink of an eye for everyone.
"Master Lu, you handle the road, continue forward. I'll be back shortly."
Fang Che rose into the air.
Before Lu Sihai could say, 'I'll go with you...', Fang Che had disappeared like a shooting star.
