"Get lost!"
The sturdy senior brother was attacked, his face contorting with intense anger as he swung his fist toward the two assailants.
The reactions of the two were extremely fast, far beyond what a normal person could achieve. They quickly retreated, but after only managing five or six meters, they stopped. They simply stood there, smirking at the unlucky senior brother who had a knife stuck in his chest.
"Lu Dongshan, how does it feel?"
"Qiao Yongshou!"
The senior brother, Lu Dongshan, ignored the blade in his body and glared at one of the two men. He recognized him. It was Qiao Yongshou, one of the protectors of the Spirit-Taming Sect.
"Brilliant!"
"Truly brilliant!"
Suddenly, a group of people approached from a distance. The leader clapped as he walked, the sound echoing uncomfortably through the night.
"Yan Xiaosong!" Lu Dongshan shouted at the pudgy leader.
