Swish~
The sharp bone blade withdrew, dragging out a gush of blood from the corpse.
The bone blade softened like water, transforming back into a left hand.
"Ungrateful."
Chang Hu shook his hand and spat at the body.
Erxi fell silent; he wanted to ask why the other side didn't immediately agree and seemed to be considering. Why rush to violence?
But what he said instead reflected a different attitude.
"Thank you, Brother Chang Hu."
Chang Hu nodded, then turned to look at the anxious Death Fighters behind Erxi.
He grinned, saying, "We've gathered so many good brothers; should be enough, right?"
"Yes, most of the Death Fighters in this old town have been drawn to us."
Erxi then said, "Let's head back and discuss with everyone what to do next."
Chang Hu gave him a somewhat mischievous look.
"Alright, let's go back."
…
Old town, that luxurious dwelling.
