Only after they finished laughing did Luo Yan say, "Was I wrong?"
At that moment, a man with a head of dry yellow hair walked over, patted Luo Yan on the shoulder, and said, "Kid, don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. Blazing Sun only took your things, but he's letting you leave and even treating you to a glass of whiskey. That's already very generous of him."
Another man beside him, with a face full of coarse flesh and a centipede-like scar on his cheek, added, "That's right. You got your life back. Hurry up and get lost. Don't keep us from drinking."
Luo Yan remembered seeing these two at the inn. They were among the landlady's suitors.
Luo Yan looked at them. "I remember you."
He then said to Blazing Sun, "I thought you had some ties with Sister Lan."
Blazing Sun abruptly stood up and shouted, "It's only because of that slut that I didn't touch you. Otherwise, I would've cut you up and tossed you outside the camp to feed the dogs."
"Get lost."
"Don't let me see you again!"
Luo Yan shook his head. "I already paid for it, so I have to get the goods. That's my principle."
Blazing Sun laughed instead of getting angry. "Principle? Fine, then you can die."
He suddenly pulled out a pistol and pointed it at Luo Yan. But at that moment, a glint of Cold Light flashed through his eyes.
Blazing Sun did not feel anything. He still tried to pull the trigger, but the expected gunshot never came.
He froze for a moment and looked at his hand. It was still gripping the gun, but his finger refused to obey him.
A moment later.
Blood Mist sprayed from his wrist. Then his