"Whoever laid hands on him, cut off one of your own arms."
Lin Shuguang regarded them coldly.
His ruthless words sent the atmosphere plummeting ten degrees.
A cold gust sent a shower of sparks flying from the bonfire.
Chang Jun silently rose and picked up his saber.
They had all fled here from elsewhere and had originally belonged to the same Hunter Squad, with Chang Jun as their leader.
Just half a month earlier, they had sacrificed three brothers to secure a Ferocious Beast, only for another Hunter Squad to snatch it away.
Chang Jun had taken his men over, but one of his brothers had accidentally killed the young man who had been clamoring the loudest. None of them had expected that young man to have such powerful connections, and a major faction had come seeking revenge that very day.
The Hunter Squad had fallen apart, their brothers either dead or on the run.
There had been no way for him to remain in North Third Province.
Liu Zi and the other brothers had followed him all the way to Huai City as they fled.
Their old mother was frail and already ill. She had collapsed as soon as they reached Huai City, and after taking her to the hospital, they could not scrape together the money for surgery. She might not even survive the night... Meanwhile, his men had called to say someone had bullied them.
Malice had welled up in his heart, bringing things to this point.
He did not want to explain anything. In this world, whoever had the bigger fist had the stronger voice.
He had gambled that he could handle Feng San and had ordered his men to abduct him.
But against Lin Shuguang, he stood no chance, so naturally, he chose to bow