With a casual toss from Lin Shuguang, Dai Ting's massive half-corpse hurtled away like a sandbag and slammed into the courtyard wall several yards away.
Dai Ting had simply been courting death by pitting his strength against Lin Shuguang's.
After cultivating for so long, Lin Shuguang possessed tremendous strength. That single slash could have crushed even a heavy truck into a slab of scrap metal, let alone a living body of flesh and blood.
Dai Ting died swiftly and cleanly.
Only after the dust settled did Jin Nanshan, Steward Zhou, and the others slowly come back to their senses.
That savage, astonishing slash had been both outrageously violent and blindingly fast.
From the moment Lin Shuguang struck to the moment Dai Ting's corpse hit the ground, fewer than three breaths had passed.
In that brief span, Dai Ting, the insufferably arrogant Left Guardian of the Blood Wolf Sect, had become a headless corpse.
"Mr. Lin, you..."
Once Steward Zhou recognized Lin Shuguang, his mouth opened, but he had absolutely no idea what to say.
He knew Lin Shuguang was strong.
In fact, he could be said to have watched Lin Shuguang grow step by step.
But Dai Ting's gruesome death was ample proof that the young man before him had already raised his Martial Dao to a terrifying level.
Yet how much time had actually passed?!
Steward Zhou was shaken to his core, and Master Jin could not help marveling inwardly.
"Mr. Lin, it's been a long time. Thank you so much for this."
Lin Shuguang nodded in acknowledgment. "Let's leave the pleasantries for later. I'll get you out."
"Yes, of course."
Master Jin's face was filled with gratitude. If Lin Shuguang had not arrived in time today, he would undoubtedly have died.
Lin Shuguang led the way, a saber