Suddenly, Chen Fan appeared in front of him. Bang! Their blades collided.
Boom! The ground beneath Enshin's feet shattered. His expression twisted in pain, because the force of that blow had far exceeded his expectations. He had barely managed to block it.
"Your hand has already been reattached? Looks like there are some capable people in Wild Hunt after all. But I wonder if they can reattach your head after it falls off." Chen Fan was slightly surprised to see that Enshin's left hand had been reattached.
Enshin's expression turned extremely ugly at Chen Fan's words. His arm could be reattached because he was still alive. But if his head fell off, he would be dead. What would be the point of reattaching it? He would still be dead. This man was obviously mocking him.
"You bastard! Why are you trying to kill us? We never provoked you, did we?!" Enshin gritted his teeth and said to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan smiled faintly. "Nothing special. I just don't like the sight of you. How's that for a reason?"
The Cycle of Heaven's Justice
(The Cycle of Heaven's Justice)
Enshin nearly went mad with rage at Chen Fan's answer. His face turned bright red, though it was unclear whether it was from anger or from the force pressing down from Chen Fan's sword. This group had always been arrogant, wantonly slaughtering innocents because their leader's father was the minister.
They all knew just how much power the minister held in the Empire. He could be called the one steering the entire nation. They could kill without breaking the law or being hunted down, doing whatever they pleased. That was what had drawn them here.
But they had barely been in the Empire long enough to strut around before running into Chen