Scrap Boss Does It Again

"Whoa, what a heavy stench of blood. I've got a really bad feeling about this!"

The next day, Keizou visited the Swordsmanship Dojo across the street with Rota. After fermenting overnight, the bloody aura within the Swordsmanship Dojo had become especially intense.

Although Rota already knew what had been discovered at the Swordsmanship Dojo, Keizou did not. He could not act too strangely.

Pretending to be equally curious, Rota looked toward the Swordsmanship Dojo across the street and said gravely, "This old man feels the same way. Let's go take a look. It probably isn't anything good."

The Swordsmanship Dojo's gates were half-open, already creating an extremely eerie atmosphere. Under normal circumstances, this would never have happened.

Pushing open the gates of the Swordsmanship Dojo, Keizou was stunned by the sight inside. Countless pools of blood had soaked the ground, most of them already showing signs of drying. Clearly, quite some time had passed.

"What... what happened here? What exactly happened at the Swordsmanship Dojo..." Keizou was too shocked to speak.

Even though he deeply hated the Swordsmanship Dojo, he had never hated them enough to wipe out the entire dojo. At most, he would have given them a harsh lesson.

Rota, meanwhile, looked calmly at the mangled corpses strewn across the floor, without the slightest ripple in his heart. Some of the students here might truly have been innocent, but after being steeped in such an environment, they probably would not have remained so for long.

"Old Heavenly Master, you don't seem surprised at all. Everyone in an entire dojo is dead..."

Rota looked sternly at Keizou, then flicked him on the forehead. "Keizou, your heart is still too kind. You need to become more ruthless."

Keizou rubbed the spot Rota had flicked and fell into deep thought. It