Joyful occasions invigorate a person, and Li Fusheng radiated such an aura at this moment.
When Zheng Fan led troops into battle, it was more often for the thrill of command, the sense of dominance as thousands of soldiers charged and moved at his will. Simply put, he did it to show off.
Li Fusheng was different; Li Fusheng purely enjoyed killing.
The blind man once said that a person's eyes are the hardest to deceive. The bloodshot crimson in Li Fusheng's eyes was a stark testament to his current, insatiable thirst for blood.
"Chief Zheng, come with me."
