Below Eagle Sorrow Cliff, in the northern district of the Market stronghold.
Butcher Lu hugged an enormous spicy Pig Rabbit head, gnawing at it until his face shone with grease.
Those groups should be finished by now, right? Butcher Lu thought expectantly.
I only wanted to earn a few more White Jade Coins. When you see the Nether Lord of the underworld, don't curse me for being underhanded.
Thinking of the large stockpile of Mutant Beast meat he had amassed in advance, Butcher Lu could not help but feel delighted.
He had reported several groups who bought Mutant Beasts from the East Ridge mountain folk, accusing them of smuggling supplies to the enemy.
Once those people were arrested, the price of meat at Eagle Sorrow Cliff would immediately soar.
Once I make a killing from this, I'll hide back on Jade Spring Mountain.
With this much White Jade, I can cultivate in peace for two years.
Once I see through falsehood and cultivate dharma power, heh heh...
Creak...
Just as he was lost in thought, the faint sound of turning door hinges suddenly reached his ears.
Butcher Lu's heart tightened. He turned his head and saw a cloud of Black Smoke pouring into the room.
His scalp went numb at once, and he instinctively hurled the Pig Rabbit head in his hand at the Black Smoke.
Then, with a whoosh, he sprang up. His fat body moved as nimbly as a rabbit's as he shot straight toward the window.
Just as he was about to smash through the window, a figure suddenly emerged from the Black Smoke.
Wu Ruo grabbed Butcher Lu's right ankle, yanked him back fiercely, and slammed him brutally into the ground.
Bang!
The blue-brick floor instantly shattered over a wide area.
She looked expressionlessly at Butcher