Xue Yin glanced at the corpse of Zhang Chao, his blood-red tongue involuntarily licking his dry, split lips upon seeing the flowing blood.
"I'll say it one last time, hand over your storage rings, or face death without mercy!"
The eyes of Xue Yin blazed with bloodlust, and he barked harshly, a murderous aura erupting from him.
Instantly, panic swept across the entire square. If even a master like Zhang Chao could be slain in an instant, how could they possibly resist?
Many people tensed up, ready to flee at any moment.
"Heh heh!"
Just then, a cold laugh resounded. The crowd turned to look, only to see a handsome young man in magnificent garments rising slowly among them.
"The audacity of people from Blood Luo Hall grows ever more unrestrained!"
Chu Yunfeng stood up with a towering presence, his piercing gaze locked onto Xue Yin.
"It's Chu Yunfeng!"
"With Chu Yunfeng taking action, we have nothing to fear!"
