"Damn it, who the hell is that kid? He has the audacity to turn his nose up when personally invited by Master Di?"
"He really isn't afraid of death. I finally understand why Master Di didn't want us to do business and instead wanted us to witness this massacre—against someone so insolent and arrogant, he ought to be hacked into pieces!"
"Just watch, I'm worried he won't even last a single round against Master Di's men. Even if one man delivers a single slash, it would be enough to execute him by lingchi! Poor young man, with a path to heaven but walking towards death voluntarily!"
Several shop owners gathered together, chatting among themselves. One even took out some sunflower seeds and leisurely watched the spectacle.
They got one thing right—Di Long's thousand men intended to brutally kill Jiang Feng from the start.
The so-called invitation and goodwill were merely for show, demonstrating Di Long's magnanimity and talent-appreciation.
