"Sorry! I hadn't expected him to disappear either. Combining your alchemy with his science would have been quite interesting," Shira said, covering his forehead with one hand in annoyance.
At that moment, a group of people ran over. Chen Fan found their clothes somewhat familiar; they seemed to be Imperial Fist Temple uniforms. Their faces were clearly filled with murderous intent, and they were heading straight for Wild Hunt.
"Wild Hunt!"
"You dared to harm our teacher and his family... As disciples of the Imperial Fist Temple, even if we have to break the law, we'll make you repay this blood debt with blood!" The Imperial Fist Temple members swiftly surrounded Shira and the others from Wild Hunt, gritting their teeth. Clearly, their teacher and his family had been brutally murdered by Wild Hunt. There was no telling what inhuman torment they had suffered before their deaths.
The expressions of the Wild Hunt members surrounded by them remained relaxed, as if they did not regard the Imperial Fist Temple disciples as a threat at all.
What Kind of Death Do You Want?
"Kozuki... It looks like it's time to eat again," Izo, the swordsman among Wild Hunt, said faintly as he looked at the people around him.
Shira smiled. "Are they companions of that toy we broke a few days ago? Not bad. They're all loyal and righteous men. Don't interfere. Come on! I'll deal with all of you by myself! Bring it on!"
Already furious beyond endurance, those people could no longer hold back after hearing Shira's words. They all leaped into the air and charged at him, but the instant they reached his side—
Shira planted both hands on the ground and rapidly spun his legs, kicking three people directly in the face. Then he continuously attacked the