Under Lin Shuguang's overwhelming aura, Xu Qiansheng's eyes grew even more sinister. He turned the great saber in his hand, its blade emanating a chill.
In the thirty years since Xu Qiansheng had come to the Demon Capital, he had fought his way along the coast alongside Gang Yan, leader of the Steel Alliance. Countless battles to the death against powerful enemies had honed his saber skills to perfection, and the martial artists who had died at his hands included no shortage of Martial Dao Great Grandmasters.
Speaking of which, Hong Jianglong of the Cloud Sea Merchant Association back then had not even been worthy of carrying his shoes!
Now that Gang Yan had become a Mystic Martial King, the Steel Alliance's prestige had soared.
His high-profile arrival in the Demon Capital had already brought the Cloud Sea Merchant Association's pledge of allegiance, and countless factions were watching his Steel Alliance.
If he could not kill this damned Blood-robed figure here today, not only would the Cloud Sea Merchant Association become a laughingstock, but his Steel Alliance would lose face as well.
Xu Qiansheng resolved to kill him.
Protector Xia was also a seasoned veteran of the Jianghu. Though burly in appearance, he was shrewd, and once he understood the Steel Alliance's current predicament, he grew even more worried about Mr. Blood.
"Chairman Ji of the Cloud Travel Merchant Association was injured, costing the Steel Alliance face. Xu Qiansheng wants to kill Mr. Blood, but Mr. Blood works for Boss Lin, and Boss Lin is the Special Management Bureau's newly rising favorite... In the end, Boss Lin has still made an enemy of the Steel Alliance... What the fuck am I supposed to do?"
Protector Xia's heart pounded with apprehension.
The slightest misstep could spell disaster for his Ancient Coin