Golden Jade Hall was a branch of the Chaos God Cult. Though the Chaos God Cult had countless branches, at its root, they were all gatherings of people who had committed every sort of misdeed.
If the wicked path was merely taking the wrong road, then those of the Demonic Path and the Chaos God Cult truly had something wrong with their hearts and natures.
Those who entered the Demonic Path were generally ruthless, vicious, and extreme.
The Golden Jade Hall group present was no exception.
And to lead such a pack, to make them submit wholeheartedly and obey orders, one had to be even more ruthless than they were!
That was what Dong Ling thought, and that was what he did.
The group simmered a pot of meat soup, watching the fragrant steam drift away on the wind.
Before long, someone drew a knife, its silver-bright edge reflecting the firelight.
"Really, what are we afraid of? What Wanfei Palace? It is nothing more than something cooked up by a bunch of women.
"You people of Yuan Nation are too soft. Most of you are useless soft sacks. Your hearts are lacking, and your blades are not sharp enough."
The speaker was the foreigner with loose golden hair.
He gripped the short knife in reverse, and in an instant, the blade flashed.
The chunks of meat in the pot were immediately divided into eighteen pieces.
Another flash of the blade, and the eighteen pieces of meat were simultaneously divided into thirty-six.
The eyes of the others present narrowed. They had seen this foreigner draw his blade before, but this time, his speed had surpassed what they had seen previously.
Hearing the man's contemptuous tone, everyone except Dong Ling flushed red, yet none of them spoke.
They had challenged him over