Wu Heng stared blankly at the masked person just a step away, a dazed expression on his face.
This was not their first encounter today.
From the beginning to the end, Wu Heng never regarded Su Mu as important, or rather, he never considered anyone from Li's Iron Shop worth acknowledging; weaklings were no more than ants.
At this carousel moment, Wu Heng recalled that their first meeting could be traced back to the death of Sun Li.
Wu Heng's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the masked person in front of him, the image of the young man who had supported Zhou Mountain in his memory completely overlapping with the person before him.
"So it's you... you are Su..."
Wu Heng suddenly came to his senses, blurting out a name, but before he could finish, the long saber that had pierced his heart twisted violently, and the power burst forth, shattering his internal organs, making blood gush from his mouth and nose.
