With that said, Qiao Wuzui, Ye Jianhuang, and Gui Jianchou all looked at Zhou Wencheng.
Zhou Wencheng nodded. "Alright, I'll go first, and I'll leave my back to you. Let's take that old scoundrel's head first. As for how to divide the spoils, we can discuss that later!"
Qiao Wuzui nodded. "With your word, Big Brother Zhou, you get first pick of the good stuff!"
Zhou Wencheng asked, "Who's leading the way?"
Song Deke stood up straight at the door.
No sooner had he led everyone inside than several disciples lying in ambush at the door pounced on Zhou Wencheng.
These disciples hadn't been with the sect for long—none for more than a year—but they were truly loyal to the Saint.
One disciple thrust his sword at Zhou Wencheng's chest. The character for 'shatter' suddenly appeared on the blade. It was unclear if Zhou Wencheng had written it, as no one saw his hand move.
