As Zhang Mu's words fell, a cold-faced young man with his arms wrapped around a sword slowly stepped out from the crowd.
When Lu Yuan and the others saw his face clearly, their expressions changed, and they spoke with considerable apprehension.
"Soulchaser Sword, Li Tao!"
Everyone present who had heard that name immediately flashed with fear in their eyes. Looking at the young man's back was like looking at an Evil Spirit.
By then, the young man had reached Zhang Mu's side. He said nothing and simply stood there icily.
Zhang Mu, however, familiarly patted him on the shoulder, looking exceptionally close to him.
"Brother Li, my boss is watching from behind. This time, it all depends on you. No matter what, you have to help me take this round!"
Li Tao seemed poor with words. Faced with Zhang Mu's intimate gesture, he merely frowned slightly and sidestepped away.
He turned to glance at Ling Yun, then looked back at Zhang Mu and spoke coldly.
"I owe you three favors. This is the second."
Seeing how little face he had been given, Zhang Mu awkwardly scratched his head.
But clearly, now was not the time to dwell on such things. He turned toward Lu Yuan and the other two.
"Well? He's the one we're sending out. Who are you going to put up?"
As Lu Yuan and the other two looked at the cold-faced Li Tao, their expressions turned ugly. They had never expected Zhang Mu to bring in this fellow.
Soulchaser Sword Li Tao—whenever his sword left its sheath, someone died.
He was also somewhat renowned throughout Cloud City.
Though his cultivation was only at the Intent Conduit level, his Soulchaser Sword Art had reached a miraculous level. Even Spirit Conduit Realm martial artists found him extremely troublesome to