Dead silence fell.
Only Jiang Qiao, the old man, and the half-dead burly man lying on the ground remained.
"Mr. Jiang..."
The old man barely held himself upright, his voice strained.
Although he had been prepared for how terrifying Jiang Qiao was, watching him crush three top experts from the White Bamboo Forest still left him utterly shaken.
In his decades in the supernatural circle, he had seen plenty of experts.
But someone as wild and as powerful as Jiang Qiao...
He had never seen anyone like him.
Even the Dragon Tiger Daoist probably fell well short. He even had the feeling that this man's strength surpassed those Great Sirs.
"I originally kept you alive to ask a few questions."
"But there's no need now."
"I know everything."
Jiang Qiao's gaze was cold. He looked at the burly man on the ground as though he were an ant.
"I don't need the Gui Family to spare me."
"Because I'll be going after the Gui Family."
"As for the White Bamboo Forest, if you've got the guts, you're welcome to try."
The burly man lay on the ground.
His condition was strange now.
His pain and anger had vanished, replaced by an utter emptiness, as though every emotion had disappeared from him, leaving only cold numbness.
Upon hearing Jiang Qiao's words...
He radiated a piercing chill, as though he had become a block of ice that would never melt.
"Across all of China..."
"Only a handful of people dare provoke the White Bamboo Forest, and you aren't one of them."
"You're quite strong, but not much stronger than the Great Sirs in the north or the Great Divine Ability Users in the south. You'll soon learn just how foolish it is to cross the White Bamboo Forest."
The burly man's entire