Failed Display of Authority
When he looked at Ren Xiang and the people behind him, he understood at once.
Then he looked at Ren Xiang's arm, unable to bear it. "Brother Ren, your arm..."
Ren Xiang let out a heavy sigh. "Shen Wuxiao's woman cut it off. I wasn't her match. If someone hadn't saved me, my head would probably have rolled off already."
Whenever he thought of Ran Xincheng, he felt a little traumatized.
Why had she crushed him so completely, striking with such ruthless savagery?
If someone said she was not Shen Wuxiao's woman, he would not believe it.
"Damn it, damn it!!!"
Xiao Yifeng was furious.
Shen Wuxiao had gone too far in bullying them.
"It's nothing. After this ordeal, I broke and then stood anew. Not only did I break through, I've mostly recovered. I just no longer have a hand!"
The atmosphere suddenly became a little gloomy.
With them standing together like this, no one knew what to say.
One had a leg wrapped in plaster, one had stumbled into good fortune with half of the body wrapped up, and one had lost an arm.
And all of it was because of Shen Wuxiao.
One could imagine how deep their hatred ran.
Shen Wuxiao looked at them. They were all so resilient.
One was still missing. Otherwise, they could make up a whole table for mahjong.
Ren Xiang was the first to break the stifling silence.
"Alright, none of this is a big deal."
"This time, I suppose misfortune had become a blessing. Every brother behind me is a capable hand."
As he spoke, Ren Xiang was about to introduce Xiao Yifeng to them.
From now on, they were one body, and their authority had to stand side by side.
If a martial artist could