With that, Li Kun strode up to Xiao Wu. Looking at the Purple-Robed Tower assassin, whose face was ashen and who had no strength left to resist, a trace of coldness flashed through his eyes. He bent down, grabbed Xiao Wu by the collar, and dragged him up.
"Weren't you so arrogant just now, so eager to hit me? How did Brother Su beat you to your knees so quickly? Where's all that arrogance now?"
Xiao Wu was utterly drained and had no strength to argue with Li Kun. He was dragged along like a heap of mud, muttering, "The Purple-Robed Tower won't let you off."
Not a trace of the arrogance and ruthlessness Xiao Wu had shown when he arrived remained.
Li Kun, the man in charge of the Luonan Circuit Demon Suppression Bureau, personally escorted Xiao Wu toward the bureau's Heavenly Prison.
Hu Jing and Qiu Xu hurried forward and bowed to Su Fei, their faces filled with admiration.
"Centurion Su displayed divine might, slaying all those Purple-Robed Tower assassins."
The Demon Suppression Guards also came to their senses and bowed in unison, their voices full of awe and adoration.
The sight of Su Fei instantly killing more than a dozen nirvana realm assassins with a single move had branded itself deeply into their minds, deepening their awe of him.
Su Fei nodded slightly. His gaze swept over the severed limbs and bloodstains in the courtyard, and his brow furrowed slightly as he spoke in an even tone.
"Help the Luonan Circuit Demon Suppression Guards clean this place up as quickly as possible. Also, send men to strengthen security at the Luonan Circuit Demon Suppression Bureau. Be on guard against any other assassins sneaking in."
"Yes, Centurion Su."
Everyone answered in unison and hurried off to work, some